Let me tell you about the force of my love.
It is fierce and uncompromising and sometimes it is even violent.
But not violent in an angry way,
Violent in a Lady way.
If you don't shut your door tight, and block out all the light,
my love will break it down, rush through the ground, and knock you around.
I'll try to lock up as well, to block the swell.
I am adept at holding it back. I am quick to rope it in.
Disguising isn't lying. But I keep on trying
to find a way to live without filters, without borders, without such strict order. Spread it out.
Stretchability over volatility.
Dispersion leads to less aversion.
Less brunt impact is the goal of the day. The goal of the week.
Make my love more meek.
Sharing, not lambasting, breaking up the clots and untying all the knots.
I will try not to assail you, but I may fail you,
because I can't always win.