The D Spot

…and you ask me to speak what I’ve never before said and to describe that which I have no words to describe.
And I try and I can’t and I feel like
…I don’t know…
I don’t want to be stupid with you.
You don’t read these words and so Im safe to say here
I am willing to push boundaries for you and I try
and I am willing to say a hell of a lot to you and I try
and yet and yet and yet and yet
you ask me these things or
discuss these things or
say those things and
sometimes I feel like I am giving up a little part of me
or sharing secrets that have up to now been my burdens alone.
Yet here I have to ask to learn about you.
I want to know you.
I want to understand you and what you think.
What makes you cry? What makes you laugh?
And I don’t know and I wonder if I ever will.
and yet and yet and yet and yet
I still think I Just might do
anything
for you.