• thebrain 6w

    In all the coldness
    of my insecurities,
    No heat melts me more
    than the thought of your love,
    I see it clearly through your
    seamless strength,
    I could not bear to see you go,
    Those words you utter,
    That love you show,
    No, I could not dream,
    If I were to bring myself to speak,
    To bravely trace those fingers
    on your heart,
    To kiss your mind,
    I would hope that you could
    breathe with me,
    I would wish you would
    perceive with me,
    All that is languishing underneath.

    ©thebrain