Now I have things to say to you
That I don’t think you want to hear.
I plan to voice them anyway
But not today, my dear.

You cherish thoughts I want to know,
Opinions stark and feelings sheer,
But I don’t think you’ll bare them yet:
We have we let you near.

I misinterpret much of what
I’m sure you think you’ve made so clear;
I’m fair but I forgot I need
My heart to heed my ear.

For you’re as smart and I’m as free
As anybody needs to be,
And we each have a history
And hold within us mystery
Without consent or choice,

And maybe if we give us space
And moments to acquire grace,
If we attend each other’s face,
And don’t constrict with our embrace,
We’ll give each heart a voice.