It Touches My Heart

I adore and hate your savage smiles
What family are you?
Delivering no thoughts
But happiness or her opposite

I read that you're always willing to make souls cheerless
Luxurious gardens are you
With no topiaries nor fruits
Except black snakes that whoever kisses their teeth
turns vicious

You are ponderable
Antonym of secrecy

I wish to swim in your stream again
But I am scared of death
By aquatic faces

Swimming
Because they can
cheat or swallow my bag of bones

I adore and hate you love!