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I will meet you at the table even pull out your chair invite you home for a while to feel the depth of my care I will pour my heart into your cup in hopes of quenching your thirst feed your soul with my love to satiate your search I will nourish your desires by filling your plate with a delectable closeness never forcing you to eat I will listen as you serve me what you’re willing to share even if it’s how I’ve hurt you I’m willing to swallow my share I will sit with your anger and the sorrow underneath the cloth may hide the table but the scars remain beneath I will stand when you stand wishing you would pull me in close invite you to stay tell you this heart is yours I will meet you at the table but I won’t sit here alone again hoping you will join me while starving for the war between us to end
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Feb 14, 2021
Feb 14, 2021 at 4:54 PM UTC
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I will meet you at the table even pull out your chair invite you home for a while to feel the depth of my care I will pour my heart into your cup in hopes of quenching your thirst feed your soul with my love to satiate your search I will nourish your desires by filling your plate with a delectable closeness never forcing you to eat I will listen as you serve me what you’re willing to share even if it’s how I’ve hurt you I’m willing to swallow my share I will sit with your anger and the sorrow underneath the cloth may hide the table but the scars remain beneath I will stand when you stand wishing you would pull me in close invite you to stay tell you this heart is yours I will meet you at the table but I won’t sit here alone again hoping you will join me while starving for the war between us to end
2/14/21
MelissaRose
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Feb 14, 2021
Feb 14, 2021 at 4:54 PM UTC
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