You endure her
because she's not real

doesn't fuss
doesn't ask
more importantly--

doesn't bother

Saying your not terrified of me
Only works for so long

That’s right--
You weren’t worried of much

The snakes could bite
As deep as the truth could ever hope to be

The bees could sting
With the quantity of poison
The world should love with

And still—
None of that
Could wipe that affectionate smile off your face

This chain of passion locks us together
Leaving us
With no hope of finding the key

Petrifies you
Just a little drop more
Than you’ll ever let the world know