Half To Whole
Half:
Half is what I Have.
Half is what I offered you.
Half a heart, half a smile, half a hug, half a touch, half a conversation, half a kiss.
Half on the daily, yes that will do.
Just take the half I want you to.
I shall push you half away (only if you really allowed me to)
You grab me by half of my hand, and tell me NO I do not want half of you.
You tell me: Half is what you’re offering: half a heart, half a smile, half a hug, half
a touch,
Half you’re Love. But that simply will not do.
Your taking half out on me because they took; half your joy, half your pride, half your
dignity and respect, half your heart, half your smile and hug, Half your Tears and left
you with only half to the core of your gut.
To that my love you think your good enough for the half you have hidden deep.
Piece by Piece let me gather the rest, the smallest half can fill the most emptiest, by two.
You tell me: Half is what you think you have, but you’re lacking the fact your whole.
You have your whole joy, whole pride, whole dignity and respect.
Your whole hearted to the deepest bone, your whole smile is what I see to my weakest
touch. Holding whole conversation’s, giving whole hugs; whole laughter’s give me
butterflies, offering whole lips to the deepest kiss like honey due on a mountain slope.
You’re my whole Love (please believe me).
Yes Whole and Not Half will do.
Copyright © Krispin Prejean | Year Posted 2009
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