Spill
There's not enough time for my gut to spill
Yet, o'er this thick towering dam it flows
Blazing blue eyes pierce my soul reaching still
For deeper feeling than she feels she knows
Keep it from her, I can't, but I won't rush
She's a fountain flowing all over me
Dark depths of despair that she needs to gush
Leaning into you as long as needs be
Until the universe busts wide open
Pouring out pounding, sweet, heavenly rain
(A gift from above you have always been)
All from within--my every last pain
Words flooding out of my mind into you
From this heart you've loved and know to be true
Copyright © Steven Young | Year Posted 2022
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