Do you realize...no one will ever love you more than me.
I still hold on to this truth, even though I should let go.
I guess I want you to know this truth, by experience.
I would give up everything I have just to show you, don't you know?
Come back to me and let us be.
I know that I wield a fire that burns hot and bright,
only those who have held fire in the palm of their hands will know that they can stand the heat of my flame
If I am aimed in your direction, know that you are one of the strongest of men
You can stand the heat, and you are made greater by it.
what masterpieces will You paint
using Your brushes
which tickle and prick on the strokes You choose
what shades of red and brown, purple and black
will splay across the golden caramel canvas
that lays obediently taught yet slack
what shapes will appear,
what messages will be relayed,
what joys will be displayed,
that Your artistry
commands from its praise
for the masterpiece
You craft, shape, and devise
to bring pleasure to the mind
upon those secret set of eyes