He Leans Against Her Pull

Would you complicate, it's simple mind to speak not, ever more? Would you tell it, that you love it, when it's dimpled world you held outside your hands was made for more than that, yet still within your world it placed on top..of hers and hers, the top was his and now it's hers against to spin. Would you love it, never speak harsh words, as it washes all those feet and toes so clean..just too hear? Would you tell it, you cannot understand a single limb each leaf you make appear, each word, you hear? Would it simplify, it's simple world, if it released it all in rivers deep inside the warmth you feel is all it's pain. it' swells too know you squeezed it's world of all it's fear..