Friday, August 27, 2004

So scared of hurt,
More so of not trying.

Handle me with patience and understanding and
I will step back and respect that
You have your own style I’d like to learn.

In you I see the best of me,
The similarity and compatibility.
Our differences are no less adored.

There by the grace of god I go
Stepping off into the depths of hell.
Come fire up to meet me, licking.
I do not turn away.