when she sheds a thousand tears –
or break –
when you carry all those words
too many
too long.
What happened to that freedom
when feelings
didn’t turn to lies
and that fire –
didn’t burn….. her flame.
If you looked inside
you’d understand the same
no words to fuel the fire
or wind, to falsely fuel….
that natural desire.
Pull me closer
swim to me
touch me with your fingertips
kiss me with your eyes….
and cheer me up
with little words – that tenderly
make love to me.
So don’t be that strong
because my heart…
is stronger – than that
and all I want…..
is to be within….
that home –
I call your arms.
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