Your soft words land on my ear drum like feathers, i can imagine how your lips move in settled manner just for me to hear you out.

Am very sure you had the correct words to pour your hurt out , and because I love you I won't ge dreadful like gout .

I will be tender and keen to wipe those bitter tears and doubt .
just sit tight and let me take over, with my actions and not a brand new Rover

Help me burn the anguish within us , and help our love blossom long after Christmas be of help to me of how i will clean up this mess after that help you buy that new dress for Valentine

This is our vine wherecwe always dine where we always burry the land mine of hate and sorrow and when we step on the only love explodes and fills our faces and hearts

© @tiluca