If I close my eyes tight enough
I can see you again
Laying next to me for the first time
So many things jumping around in my head
And I still lack the courage to say them
I want to just yell them out
To tell you all the things I love about you
But silence still goes on
Fear grips me
fear of what, I dont know
Fear that if I admit how much I care you will run away?
Fear of letting you in totally?
Fear of letting you be part of day to day life.
But these things are happening all on their own
Still silence wins
My voice is stolen
My throat closes tight
At night a silent tear falls
For the things I cant do
Things I never said
Its happened in the past
That I never got a chance to say them again
I show through little things
Each having their own meaning
Poke on the nose= You look so cute
Scratch up and down your chest= You look sexy
Head on your chest= Youre wonderful
Rub my nose to yours= You drive me crazy
Hand on your cheek= Im falling in love with you
Kiss your chest= I want you
Fingers trace your face= Youre so hansom
I cant
say them
I cant just tell you
I have to pray that you understand it all
And hope that my silence wont be the very thing that destroys it all.















Comments
What is "these things I'll never say"? An alternate title?
--
I embrace my desire to
feel the rhythm, to feel connected
enough to step aside and weep like a widow
to feel inspired, to fathom the power,
to witness the beauty, to bathe in the fountain,
to swing on the spiral
of our divinity and still be a human.
--
Do not stand at my grave a weep
I am not there, I do not sleep
Do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there, I did not die!
--
I embrace my desire to
feel the rhythm, to feel connected
enough to step aside and weep like a widow
to feel inspired, to fathom the power,
to witness the beauty, to bathe in the fountain,
to swing on the spiral
of our divinity and still be a human.
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