Truth

Sometimes we exchange a word or two,

Words that sting, that bite the heart

But they are nips, they make bruises

That quickly fade away as I say

" I see how you think of me",

And you say something that

Melts the ice in a flash

You say

"I love you. Can you see that?

That is the core of everything I think and feel."
And I look at you, and I hear you and I know

Truth again

My core

Is the same