Afraid of losing
a comfort I know.
Scared of reducing
devotion you show.
I walk on tiptoes
to not ring alarms.
I pose like a rose,
win you with my charm.
Frightened by your eyes
they may see my flaws.
Jump if you imply
you need a bit more.
Your needs must come first
always placed above.
Quench all of your thirsts
make sure you feel loved.
Embrace breaths of ease,
decide to relax.
Focusing on me
not looking for cracks.
Seize light from within,
sense as hearts attach.
Self-love always wins,
all else will attract.
– Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy