A Fortress Of Honey Poem by Belle Violet

Baby, you're a hard man.
You're always right
in your eyes.
You're not going to budge
when it comes
to compromise.
And you've got a lot
wrapped up in
your pride.
You'd rather be tough than
be shy,
it hides what's
inside.
You'd rather act
like you don't care
than say
"I still love her"
to yourself
and the guys.
Baby, be careful there...
they won't call your bluff,
but,
I know those eyes.
And, I'm like you
in some respects;
we aren't good at
being told what to do.
We don't take it well
when someone starts to tell
us
what needs
to improved.
Does that
scare you?
That we're so similar
and different?
That we get upset,
get our hackles up,
and act distant?
That you're ice
and I'm fire,
most of
the time?
You freeze up,
I burn down?
Well,
It doesn't scare me.
I know this
is how
you'll always be.
I've known it
since I fell for you
and
you, for me.
it doesn't make you
any less desirable.
It makes you unique.
The truth is,
it makes it
all the better
when you're sweet.
So, I burrowed a hole
In your heart,
you let me.
You're not cold stone, anger
and dark.
And you wanted me
to see that you're not.
You're not going to change
and neither will I.
You can't make me different
and I
won't change you.
I love you
even though
I hate some things
that you do.
And it's the same
for you, too.
How do I know?
I feel it
in my bones.
When you're cornered
or unsure,
you say things
to push people away.
Well, baby, I'm wise to
that game.
And I refuse to take
your cold-hearted bait.
You must forget
how well
I know
your face.
I know what it looks like
in confusion
and pain.
And I can read your emotions,
reacting,
to the things
that I say.
It's always,
always,
always
been that way.
I won't spit back venom
when you do.
I've learned my lesson,
It just worsens things
for me and you.
I won't match your coldness
I won't compete
with your boldness,
and, I'll never just let you
walk away.
I'll run after you,
pleading with
that man made of stone
to let me talk to
the man
that I know.
And, you do.
I've figured out
a way to work around
your moods.
And if I have to,
I'll do it
everyday.
It will always,
always,
always
be that way.
I know you say stuff
to seem callous
and tough,
and I even know
sometimes
you say things
to me
as a test.
To see If I'll get crazy
and give up on you,
or throw you away,
like the rest.
Maybe you think
that would feel better,
that you'd have all
the reason
you need, then,
to let us
be shattered.
If I'd go away
it'd be easier to say,
"Let her".
Except,
sorry, baby,
I love you too much,
yep, even when
you're gruff,
when your excuses are fluff,
when you're acting tough,
I won't go.
Even in anger,
even when
you choose your words
carefully enough
to sting me;
even when
you stand there,
in silence,
looking mean,
or saying hurtful things.
I'll bite my lip,
dig in my heels,
and I'll tell you
how I feel.
I'll take a deep breath,
and barter for
your softness.
Nobody else
ever bothered
with you.
I can tell;
it's why
you do what
you do.
Its why everyone
is terrified
of you.
You know the best way
to survive
is by being
a jerk.
You know it's
always worked.
Sorry to show you,
with me,
it won't.
Sorry to show you,
with me,
it just hurts.
You're confused
by that,
because it's always been
your tactic.
I know it's not
the response
you're used to getting,
but,
I lack it.
I won't focus on a flaw
over you, as a whole,
and decide "just trash this".
You're too wonderful
for that,
even when
you're being
a brat.
You know
I'm not familiar
with your cruelty.
You know I don't know
the man that refuses
to be sweet to me
because I've never met him,
despite he's always been
your default,
knee-jerk reaction.
With me,
you never
put him
into action.
He's not the man
I know.
He's only a small
fragment
of my baby's soul.
and, with me,
that's a side he's
never shown.
It does feel foolish,
sometimes.
it's scary to push,
and put my heart
on the line.
But, I'm not
just stupid,
I do this
because
under the stone,
the stern face,
cold tone of
your words and your bones,
there's a honey-filled heart
surrounded by your guard.
There's a guy
so terrified
to lose control.
To be
vulnerable.
He's scared to be hurt.
He scared he doesn't know
how to or if
things can work.
And he's more important
than every
chunk of gold
on this earth.
Yep, even when
he's being
a moody, selfish jerk.
That's who I've always
talked to.
That's who runs away
and
I walk to.
Your face and your eyes
are a window
to your mind,
And I've taken the time
to memorize both.
Your mouth is the one
that does the damage
when you can't
figure out
how to work
things out.
And I know that.
I know it like
the moon
knows the ocean
can be pulled.
And you know
I'm too smart
to be fooled
when you're being
a douche.
But, it hurts me, baby,
and leaves me
with wounds.
And the more you do it
the more I'm confused.
And I know that isn't what
you're trying
to do.
I am a soft place
to land
for a cannon ball
type of man.
I've always been able
to understand
and diffuse you.
To see through
a hard exterior
into you.
And I don't want you to change,
if you were different,
you'd be boring.
I'm ok with the challenge
of going the long way
around
to your
soft center.
And you were the one
that always
let me in there.
That challenges
you, too;
to know
somebody knows
you're held together
with the hardest
and most brittle
of glue.
You think I'll let
your secret out?
You think I'll tell anyone
it's easy to talk
to you
and how?
I won't,
that's something
I'm a bit selfish
about.
I've always loved
I'm the only person
That doesn't know
your roughness.
I've always confirmed
to others,
your toughness.
I like being the only soul
you let in,
I like defending
your callousness
because it keeps
me in.
I'll help you guard
those walls
around your heart.
I'll give you a
safe place
where you can
be honest,
lash out,
and talk.
But be easy, on me, baby,
don't break me.
I can come undone
with your cruelty.
I'll make sure
to build you up.
To help you out.
And I won't
let anyone
storm your fortress.
I understand
the importance of
that tough image.
And that it preserves
And protects
this castle,
at the center
of which,
your honey heart
that's fragile.
Nobody else
would go to war for that.
Nobody else
would sacrifice
themselves
to protect what's in you.
Remember that
every time
I say
I love you.
I love all of you,
your flaws and
your faults,
I put it all on a scale
because that's
how to tell
what's worth
having the guts,
And the patience
and love for.
And you've always
been worth
the battle scars of
that war.