After the storm I created has died down
You pace the floor until you can’t move
Then list my faults one by one
Yell at me for everything I’ve ever done wrong
To you.
We can create a list of my inadequacies
Then burn it in a ritual fire
Where you tell me it doesn’t matter
To you.
Then I want you to look into my blue eyes
Tell me how much you love me
Tell me everything will be alright
That I mean everything
To you.
Then I think you should kiss me
Hold my face in your beautiful hands
Press your lips to mine
So I can give my body and soul
To you.
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