Desperate

My heart is bursting at its seams
from all the things I am desperate
to say to you.
You-
Only you-
can make my heart beat so
fervently-
violently-
like the wheels of a speeding train
spiralling out of control.
I fear this momentary weakness
will let loose a stream
of incoherent words
strung together.
No.
It would be best if I sew myself
shut and keep these words
for another time,
maybe never.

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