Insecurity
What recently smouldered
now grips to my shoulders
a prickled and frosty forepain,
a pre-emptive breath
while selectively deaf
to the gut contradicting the brain.
No plural demise
from oceanic eyes
could drown my heart ablaze,
my will shall not bend
while I share with a friend
that I would miss your cobalt gaze.
At your side I am taller
but apart I feel smaller
'til I know I will be there again,
you're all I have got
and I need a fresh shot
your toxicity is leaving my veins.
In a few days I'll be yours
and I'll feel restored
negatives will be erased,
it's nice that I care
but I'll hold off to share
I am sure it is just a phase.
Copyright © Jon K | Year Posted 2017
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