Love is a Four Letter Word

You live like fire,

wild and free with a need for joy,

for fuel,

and me?

I need your eyes on my face,

when the sun is low.

So I can be the wave to wash away,

the dirt of a hard day from your skin.

I am the moon to your sun.

And live in the dim.

I have not been soft in so long,

that I fear I will fail you,

and add one more sin to my soul.

I glow for you,

I am made of your rich gold hues.

And that can't be.

I can't live and grow for you.

Only for me.

So I let you go,

and go dull and dour.

Just for now.

So that I can seek the soft and raw,

in the hard knot at my core.

One day I will give you fire,

but for now, I make you free,

and hope that you soar.