Your Love

I don’t need love right now,
unless it’s yours

Then I’d be grateful for everything
I received.

I’d thank you for every breath that
carried a thought of me into your lungs,
pink and pure with Holy light that I don’t think you see.

It blinds me sometimes, I can’t look at you because I’m scared of what I might say.

Terrified you might see how I feel about you.

My last one left me feeling a little raw so

I don’t want to think about Love,

unless it’s yours.