i want to tell you.
i want to tell you everything.
i want at least someone else to know
besides myself.
the words are caged behind my ribs
inside of my heart
that can no longer handle
pumping secrets through my body.
my lips refuse to let them slip
even as my mind almost shoves them out
into your ears,
so my hands are desperate for
a pen and paper,
a brush and canvas,
a keyboard and screen
because
love can't be
contained.
YOU ARE READING
to you
Poetryto you, my love • words and thoughts i could never say to you, now finally spoken through a splatter of words on a page. • • a collection of poems written from the view of someone who's fallen in love. • • • (lowercase intended) 26 in poetry - sept...
