Cold Youth

How much do I love you? You ask My love bounds toward you in brilliant color, dancing,twirling,with a hearts immeasurable swell. How much do I love you? I will never tell.                                          If I show then surely you have an edge- a precipis from which to throw me from, and why not?, for it's been done.                                      Young eyes gleaming,full of hope, never blinking, never dull- but, there is something daggered in my soul.                                 I remember, yes, I remember now, your the one who showed me how to keep at bay my feelings hot, what to show and what to not. According to the folly of man's eye. Lie yes, lie, lie, lie.