Sometimes
Dear Love,
Sometimes,
Your soft brown eyes
Fill my
Stomach with such a strong boiling rage
I want to light your curly hair on fire
And blow up your car.
Sometimes,
Your words cut so deep I feel them in my soul,
And they sting for days.
But,
When I hold your calloused hand, I forget I'm only holding a hand
and not eternity.
And,
When I lay my head on your chest
I feel your heartbeat against my ear, and
It lulls me to sleep.
And,
When I look at you
I want to hug you so hard
Our bodies and souls merge into one.
Sometimes,
Our hearts turn black and blue,
But love always turns them back to
red.