Nothing in the Way (another brain enema or purge.)

There's nothing in these words,
except to explain,
or stay in front of you,
and wipe the slate clean.

Do not say never,
when I tell you of the love I bring.
Tempt me not, with water sweet,
until I kneel and present a ring.

Trying to upend, Natures Love,
until once again,
you no longer care for me.
Don't you understand my pain?

I am merely a man,
lost and alone, without you.
Won't you please, help,
me with what I need to do.

The Heart is an organ,
with a remarkable ability
to heal, after being broken
into pieces of futility.