Host


It’s not always something that comes easily

A delicate dance that ends in destruction

Looking for a hole in the fence

But when it’s electric

Does it even matter 

Waiting for the bottom to fall out

Spilling my hidden emotions 

Like confetti 

That will blow away as you whisper my name

I can’t hear you

But that’s what you want 

Because it’s easier to be numb 

I wish I could learn how to do that

Wearing my heart on my sleeve is too easy

I wear it on my lips

It is not only shared through a kiss

But as I speak

As I breathe

My heart is airborne and it is searching for

A host

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