Too Much

We kiss, we touch

Am I too much?

Did I come on too strong?

Love means more to me

Than I could ever say,

But I still like to play.


I was wrong;

Misfired reasoning,

Thoughts gone astray.

Forgive my indiscretion;

Caught in the moment

I guess, where I belong.

Take me up,

Take me higher.

You have the quiet power

To inspire.

Yes, I need tighter rhymes

Yes, I need better rhythm.

There is nothing given here.

Don’t be kind,

I am not blind,

Just can’t seem to see;

But I will find

A way

To climb the tower

Of my expectation

I have to believe that much.



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