A Humble Husband
Love, I haven't gone anywhere.
I want to console you -
not to be a snare.
I want to share in cheers
or wipe your tears,
especially from the grasp
of the passing last year.
I don't half care,
I'm just better at writing it.
It's like I cannot
even get into showing excitement.
I want to blurt out
my feelings,
but they're confined to
"I love you".
I have to tell you things,
but I try to say it
when I hug you.
And when I touch you,
I trust you hear all
my thoughts.
When we're having a disagreement
I know you feel
my nerves shot with nots.
But still mind my manners,
because I don't want
to fly off in a tantrum.
I'd rather state my apologies
in my head
as I think of random -
low blows and nonsense.
My love has a conscious
that says to protect you,
even when you taunt it.
I want to console you -
not to be a snare.
I want to share in cheers
or wipe your tears,
especially from the grasp
of the passing last year.
I don't half care,
I'm just better at writing it.
It's like I cannot
even get into showing excitement.
I want to blurt out
my feelings,
but they're confined to
"I love you".
I have to tell you things,
but I try to say it
when I hug you.
And when I touch you,
I trust you hear all
my thoughts.
When we're having a disagreement
I know you feel
my nerves shot with nots.
But still mind my manners,
because I don't want
to fly off in a tantrum.
I'd rather state my apologies
in my head
as I think of random -
low blows and nonsense.
My love has a conscious
that says to protect you,
even when you taunt it.
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