I am terrified.
Terrified of myself.
Terrified of my love.
Terrified of my feelings.
Terrified of my future.
Just
Fucking
Terrified.
All because I love.
I am terrified.
Terrified of myself.
Terrified of my love.
Terrified of my feelings.
Terrified of my future.
Just
Fucking
Terrified.
All because I love.
What is made from love?
Art that provokes,
Words that intrigue-
A home that's warm, and inviting.
What is made from love?
A family chosen,
Or blood-
A child born into the loving arms of parents.
A bond, unbreakable for lifetimes.
What is made from love?
Food that nourishes the soul,
A secret family recipe.
What is made from love?
Laughter turned to tears,
Memories of midnight stargazing,
And traveling for years.
What is made from love?
A dream, that manifests.
A lifelong adventure,
A quiet night's rest.
What is made of love?
The comfort of a pet-
A song that you birth by humming,
A poem.
What is made of love?
The stardust in the sky,
The same stardust that makes up you and I.