Dentally challenged

In which I choose my words.

Some have sensitive teeth. 

Enamel worn by the acid of life and the fracturing punches thrown by fate.

To you, who life has rubbed until all loss devastates, I’ll tell only tales of romance before it cracks, never stories of the broken pieces.

To you, so weighed down by clouds of darkness that you cannot carry mine too, I’ll give only the gossamer and tuck away dragging tendrils of sadness.

And to you, for whom feelings are glowing iron between icy teeth, I’ll give only carefully cultivated words to amuse, shorn of the emotions that tumble alongside.

I’ll brick away my broken pieces, my tendrils of sadness, my tumbling emotions, and keep each of you from harm.

But remember, there is more to me than meets your tooth.

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