writeletterstoyou:

Dear You,

The soft-
Nah, fuck it. Forget
the cute lines and respectable verses
of nature mixing with love
and becoming what
I feel.

I only wish I could
explain my thoughts without
layering it with pretty
metaphors and
long strands of nothings.

Instead I want to be able
to tell you of my heart,
list the reasons my pulse
quickens and breathes with
every touch. I cannot,

I need to lines, the verse,
the unreality of abstract images
trembling on the page to
give you the voice you need.

-Me