Someone a little closer
Someone a little warmer
Around the bend of fading heartbreak
Maybe a little younger?
Maybe a little sweeter?
But what of my capacity to receive?
Too much my pride
Too fast my stride
Will I be able to keep up?
Maybe not a rushed gazelle
Maybe not another spell
To curse this new cycle of deterred ease
Someone a little broken
Someone a bit soft spoken
Waiting to be let out a subtle cage
Surrender to the benevolent chaos
Of the unknown of gentle romance