Let go the knowledge of my words diverged while curbing cover
I'm blessed to have you as a friend; in awe to know you as a lover.
Never was the latter something I could draw in managed views,
More for future fail-safe imparting spoke before we'd lose.
Neither suit we bear in strength of dominant disclosure.
Thus the truth is scantly known if not for lost composure.
You still have a basal sense, but less intense when guarded.
Let me take the wall away, resolving what was started.
