Please, my heart begs you stifle each false thought.
I see wounding words growing in your eyes.
Spoken, such intent shapes love more distraught
Than this swelled tussle we now realize.
Best we speak core truth, lest we spin crosswise.
I urge healing sincerity from you,
Not jabs to maim me thoroughly dark blue.
Let your heart tenderly engage with mine
That our fine love will strengthen us straight through
Where hearts entwine in love tighter aligned.
... CayCay Jennings
September 9, 2016
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