Talking heart

Threaded

lies made a nest
inside your mouth
pointing north
yet you move south

darling cover up
your jealousy is showing
humble and quiet
with a presence so intriguing

stepping on my path
my footprints
only with your cleaner shoes
and hating stinks

being underneath
yet strong opinions
darling if you don't like
the doors is open

little misconception
overachieved perfection
but the blindfolded walks the wrong
life's intersection

oh, who am I
to put you into your place
the owner of the castle
you broke in to face