To You, My Fall

My heart's gate flooded open
And everything that made me whole fell out of me
You heard my words spoken so earnestly and softly
Did you hear me this loving way?

When honesty gives it's face to me
I'll tell you now, as imagination runs dry
The cold missed me today
Now my crystal bowl is running through

So then, thus, and now
What phrases like knives are left to say
When truthfulness ever had such a sharp edge
That cut you down to the marrow

I don't know if you listened to me
But I know you never left me
So I'll trust you with my love
And your love will hopefully stay the same