The Start - a Poem By My Sister
I'm letting you in, but promise me this,
Our love won't be bought for the price of a kiss.
That my heart can stay guarded, at least for a while,
That your patience will last more than just the first mile.
I'm letting you love me, small steps at a time;
You're weaving your tune through my brutal love-rhyme.
Your harmony soars with my melody's pace,
And the pure notes are written all over your face.
I'm letting you have me, on leasehold for now,
I put up defences, you're breaking them down.
I'm letting you in, we're starting to run,
I'll let you know, one day, you might be the one.
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