To be your flame: use your notes for this.
There are constellations, which is so typical, when I look.
Watch! I image Shakespeare and Dickinson.
Except without the words that strike and spread through tongues.
But I trust you'll take it just this manner.
So many lovers have expressed their hidings,
That I don't know how to be of never before.
Because you deserve the right materials to create.
And I regret stepping back and not shaping immure.
I know the mind must not be right with two.
Everyone would say our righteousness is tamed.
Sure enough I could not live apart.
But I will so honesty grows stable.
I can't erase some sparkle and other's scoffs.
This is where I want to make my bed.
I'm not trusting and if I'm fooled, let it.
I'll take my extravagance and become nauseated.
For now it cannot be different and you know how to hold.
I hope you do think and say in one split second,
And this way you won't be able to choose proper words.
So I know we are and will be.
For you, who so close have grabbed the caged,
I will turn you different and keep you the same.
Then you will gently take what you won't and can't give back.
This will be because I choose and want.