

I once met a man whose words were like wax on fire.
He spoke with slight tint in his voice,
An accent that gave away his roots.
His words made my spirit shudder,
Yet revealed wisdom beyond his age.
His deep voice made my heart dance,
For my heart had found its missing piece,
Yet I let him go.
I once fell in love with a man
whose passion made my heart fire up,
He led me to a world I had never been before,
And his eyes revealed a hope for a future I couldn’t see yet.
But my heart was scarred so I pushed him away.
He spoke of a future where tribe won’t hold us with its shackles,
For though our worlds could never align,
Our hearts hummed to the same tune,
Yet I let him go.
I once fell in love with a man whose absence left a hole in my heart.
I sliced his heart with my words and drowned his love,
For his passion scared me,
Yet his love for me only grew deeper.
I would often brace myself to let him back in,
Only to hide in the shadows for his love made me melt,
And now, I can only blame myself for his broken heart,
For I let him go.