No kiss left
to ease the pain
touch my hand instead
words only
speak with shame
living with what's said
time may heal
the fleshly wound
but the heart requires more
expecting too much
too soon
will bleed the open sore
Only love will
bear the burden
Expectations
are like vines
growing hard to control
eyes are not
always kind
veiled images of the soul
actions speak
words unspoken
biting hard the tongue
promises
sometimes end up broken
the truth is a loaded gun
bitter the taste of sacrifice
i swallow it for you
bitter the taste of sacrifice
nothing else will do.