it's not that I'm
afraid
of losing you
there is no reason to explain
unless you're crying,
and I'm alone
still
wouldn't matter
my truth is muted,
deleted from your songs
your sightlines are not shrinking
you just don't see me
unless
it serves you
being alone does not crowd my
thinking
its
being
alone with you
candles burning
vanilla flames
cinnamon fire
slowly heating
melting
will
you see me
alone with you
hearts are burning
blood is rising
pulses pounding
alone with you
candles melting
hearts aflame
pain
searing
blood
rising
rising
pain
not
dying
crying
alone with you.
it's not easy
knowing
nothing
more than
i need
to know
is it clean
or
is it messy
the truth
hidden
the way we like it
can't last forever
you told me
so
i believed you
wanted to
needed to
don't
need to be
alone, with you
brutally honest, expresses what i wanted to say better than I could have, beautiful!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very strong emotional context, gripping in style.