Sharpen not your wit upon my head
abuse me none with your razor tongue
I only seek the comforts of your embrace
so set aside emotional armor, my love.
Do not see me as an enemy at war
but alter your gaze to see me as your ally
take no arms up against me, but my hand
I come not to strike you down in hate
but as bare as a babe in seek of gentle love.
While you could take up arrow And bow
it is your words I fear that could kill
As I am, before you, is vulnerable and weak.
and with just a careless word I could fall
How could such a thing be you ask?
That I could speak of weakness but show none,
It is simple, love is variable and odd.
She heals gently one flaw while making another.
So while i can be bold enough to tell
the deep feelings that I keep safe within
Its made less by its delicate state to you.
For it is only you that can shatter this.
And all it would take is rejection.
So if you care my love, speak clear.
But if love prove false, remain silent
