Quiet love..

Quiet love,
you confuse me,
with your hand on my face
telling me I am beautiful
making me feel seen
while subtly holding back
for reasons I ponder daily
and attempt to accept as normal.

Quiet love,
you confuse me,
hand in mine
that my hand feels right in yours
afraid constantly, in my head,
that my love will capture
instead of free you.

Quiet love,
you confuse me,
with these looks that tell me love is
what your heart is falling into
while your silence makes me ponder
the weight of my reply
each thought like glass to walk
afraid I will shatter greatly. 

Quiet love, 
you confuse me,
with promise in my ear
but doubt in my worry
I am ever tender hooks
never sure if I belong
or if I am just foolish dreaming.

Published by B

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog. I refer to my favorite person as TMW5T Why? because if he had 6 I'd call him TMW6T, duh!!

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