Believe (poem)

This one was hard to do.
Especially since I didn't feel the emotion i'm portraying in this one (empty words and emotions, could be the two).
It's my version of what I think love is.
Here is it, believe.
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Twisted, like a series of knots
You untangle me,
You bind me

A whisper, as if a lullaby
You speak to me,
You deafen me

A kiss, to show affection
Your passion is razor-like,
You cut me

An embrace, ensnaring my space
The void is opening,
A grave for my apathy

A kiss, once again
Delicately touching my vacant heart,
Home is where trust is

Alone, you bother me
Casting shadows over my darkness,
You smother me

A kiss, yet again

You drive me into madness,

You listen to me

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Why I ended with you "you listen to me" instead of "you love me" because...

To me showing extreme vulnerability by expressing yourself (trust) and having someone listen (not simply hear you but to listen and understand) to that shit, means they truly care.

That, for the poem, for me, I think was the most powerful way I could think of to end it, because love in the poem is already portrayed.

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