“Watch over your heart with all diligence, For from it flow the springs of life.”
PROVERBS 4:23 AMP
how many times will I strip myself bare for armored men with sown mouths.
isn’t this what led me here; love and its pursuit.
when the Sun has lost her patience I cry. I pray for her return because solitude turns lonely without a shadow and I am a cowardly lover.
better men have dug into my chest with both fists and come up skeleton dry.
I gave what I did not want and every time you took it all.