love,(just to get things down)

[chowderboy]

i mean no harm.
i mean no harm but to say the least,
ive become an ugly feeding beast;
crawling into thick slime,
knee deep and not concience,
my rambling nothing words.
ill see you time to time,
and though i do not let myself think,
your face is printed beauty, pinned up to the back of my brain.

i mean no harm but to say the least,
your words crash and flame up at my feet;
fumes fill my vacuum lungs,
a thick chalky coat,
of a chemical sympathy that i vow to live out.
and if my words really told what i think,
maybe then the motives surface, and i wont feel so afraid.