i could lie but why?
you know before i say
those things i rarely say
you know i am a part of you now
but you are afraid to say “i love you”
as if your not saying will make it acceptable
you love me, my darling
if you lie to yourself forever
you can’t lie to a heart resting on
the threshold of your dearest dreams
where thoughts become intimate touches
and sighs morph into breathless kisses of fire
touch me again in thought
kiss me in the indigo midnight
where forbidden lovers hide passion
and we lie once again about hated miles
being a good thing when we ache to our core
to span them with hands and lips, not just thoughts
So beautifully sad! To love so deeply and have to keep it buried in your heart, where it will never see the light of day! Too tragic for words! LOVE! Sissy
This was seductive, in tones of love and lust that intertwine each stanza.
I particularly liked, "but you are afraid to say “i love you”
as if your not saying will make it acceptable."
How often do we deny the feelings inside with all the other things we hide.
Brilliant poem!
Mark
Words coming together to make phrases, phrases aligning themselves into stanzas to form a little galaxy of feelings in the silent void of distances with a poem that goes deepest into the heart than the sharpest aroow.
How strong is the bond of love...strong enough to go untested into the pages of time without the words ever having to be spoken. Great poem here La Belle
hugs
Fee
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I particularly liked, "but you are afraid to say “i love you”
as if your not saying will make it acceptable."
How often do we deny the feelings inside with all the other things we hide.
Brilliant poem!
Mark
Georg
Be always safe,
Karen
John
God bless you. Kathy
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
hugs
Fee
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D