Like a surge of emotion I
felt tears in my eyes every time I see
her and the ache in her
heart.
Truths that cannot be told
only secrets whispered to my heart.
In my denial of emotion that
cries out of with the drumbeat falls thundering in my chest as I breathe her.
Like sorrow at the distance
between my sight and her touch, a
gulf of thoughtless ideas of what love should
be-might be-is.
Truths untold never mentioned
and emotion talks hold and screams out in the whine of a steel guitar as if it was
the pain I feel in my stomach as she walks away.
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