too much or…

last night, you left without a word
I watched you sigh, I heard you hiss
all I asked after was your day
and if stress made you want a kiss
this won’t be the first, it’s the third

Give me space for ten villages
But for my sharp wits, I am blunt
I am the maze that leaves you dazed
I don’t need ropes to pull a stunt
Am I loud for these images?

Vera x Tomide Abdul