Give way to me
As the earth gives way
To the sun
Why should I?
Let me love you
How could I?
I won’t drag it out of you
You deserve better
Than that
And I won’t grab
We need our space
That is fact
It’s just been hard to hear
I’m not listening
Refusing is difficult
My heart is so loud
This, this is unfair
And yet so much more
Than fair could ever hope to be
In my head I get it
But my body is a magnet
To you, and it
Interlocks the action
Of another part
An ability to attract the act
A piranha for love…
And you,
Sweet eyes,
That’s what I’ll call you
Terry Tree
Painting | Acrylic | Sunshine On My Mind | Angu Walters
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