For some time I'd been trying to find
Something beautiful to say to you
It used to be I'd do anything
But lately I've done nothing
And as our days turn to years gone by
I found that I am moving on
You've heard the words I've spoken
Like a record, dusty, broken
Still I'd always forget how warm my heart is
Until you hold it in your hands
I
am a goddess
among men
I
am a force
to be trifled with
This is
My patience
and fury
Does no one
believe me?
Just give me
the words
you've been preaching
That first poem really speaks to me...makes me think of how I often deprive others of that warmth you mention in the last lines, going about my day without taking the time to find "something beautiful to say" to people I really love.
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