My Confidant

'My Confidant'

Your love is my confident

It is pure gluttony

pure truculence

Would you listen to my hearts
Voice?
You know its sound.

I know,

I hear yours.

To feel your love

Beating

Is the purest of

sounds.

It is my plethora.

Your plethora.

No one knows.

Not even you.

But I’ll try my best

and maybe one day soon

You’ll see my love

Binding its web

Interlocking our hearts

Turning our heads.

When one breaks
The other will
Heal

It’s delicate lace
Only two can
feel.

Everyone has their

Love

Different from the person before

Different from

you

&

 I

But that’s what makes it pure

All its differences and instabilities.

For of all its gratuitous sense

Replaces any feeling of
Discontent.

Love is never easy
But it’s important to see.

A modicum of love

is worth

more than an abundance of greed.

Your love is my passion,

For to love

Is to feel.

I love you baby,

And I know this time. It’s for real.