You of the fiercest gaze
both in deep anger and great joy
behind the smile ever of a boy
that could set the world ablaze...
How could I even try to return your love?
You whose curls fall down your back
broad and full of muscles lean
strong enough to return me to my track
and I thought I never would've seen...
Are you proud of me from home above?
You who blind me with bright light
and grant me your most loving kiss
with gentle hands that plague me to write
and stare at the worst kind of abyss...
Do you really know what I'm made of?
Sorry that I'm yet to learn how to love who I am
and that I'm yet to feel the warmth coming from your chest...
If only I could give you now what you gave me then...
My only hope is to fulfill our heart's main request...
Tell me, will I ever be enough?
11/05/2025
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