Poetry: All The Way Through


You’re a fire within
a body of containment,
Together we make sin
and reckless entertainment,

You first loved me when I was bubbly,
personable and true,
But I never said I was lovely
all the way through.

At my best, I use poetry to turn
my affections into song
But my careless words often burn
through you like napalm.

I know I don’t deserve  you,
Even more so than the rest,
But if you’ll stay, I’ll promise to
Learn to love you best.

And maybe we can find someone to fix this
Faulty heart in my chest,
Maybe I’ll learn to get better at this,
Maybe we’ll move out West.

 

 

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