Maybe;

Deep to deep the thoughts grabs in within my mind my head grows so wax strong and heavy.

What should I do? Everything is pointing to the same directions like steer vehicle arming at it dispositions.

My attention is occupy fill with bravery, I'm holding fast till the end comes maybe I will or will not,

How do I handle this hurdle of fluncting cause it may change at the very esteem ends my hailler igniting the focusing I shall miss you.

i hope the poem that rests on your tongue,
vibrant and lovely, speaks your truth.
and that this truth is all your own and knows
your love in its wholeness; anxiety, fright,
happiness included.

that the object of your desire, human
and beautiful, meets you where you rest,
and loves you with the same heat
and kindness that you deserve.

and that you grow from the experience
of wanting beyond your selfish heart,
into something that only wants the best
for another, for no reason
other than their happiness with
or without you.

i came back to see
the notifications
but you left a message
which made my day

I knew when your hand brushed my collar,

removing a thread,

and removing all doubt

Those eyes that stare
Share stories
That no words could tell
It’s in a gesture
In a slant of the shoulder
In the weight of a sigh