Sunday, November 25, 2018

Valiant Blush

Touched by dreams or not
Hitherto I've never been shot
Except with bullet shaped remarks
Peppering me like red hot sparks

Understand that I'm not for you
Rather like the color blue -
Perhaps you like it, but that doesn't make it yours
Only if we're both shot through our cores

Softly tread - I'm on eggshells now
Earnest words are all that I'll allow
Offer them to me with a smile
Forever and always, or just for a while

Likened to paint on a wall
It will fade, or chip away and fall
Forgetting that, I'll develop a blush
Enthralled by this silly rush

I know the risk - the inevitable end
Still, my heart to you I lend
Tender as it may be, I know
One hole still bleeding from cupid's bow

Love shot me through the core
Insisting I want you evermore
Valiantly, to you my all I'll give
Every day, for as long as I live

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