I can’t help but love you.

My thoughts echo;

dangerously and anxiously

climbing from my mouth

before I can take them back.

What will you do if you lose him?

I answer:

I will

Love anyway.

Break ground

with teeth in stomach

biting acid until air arrives.

Love loud with no words,

etching my heart on giving trees,

until there are stumps left of my love.

Until I burned it to the ground.

Leave the house in cinders,

walk away clean.