I’ve held a lot people closely in my heart
But You
Dear
When Your eyes bent down
with honeyed gazes
upon my face and mouth
I knew a kind love for the first time
None have come with such grace for me again
Sometimes I ponder if I am simply not letting them in
But I know how hard I try
I’m tired
I sigh
if exhaustion leads me back to love
I’ll take that level road
I’m sick of seeking a high
but always being left dry