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Whispered Secret
Perhaps it has been too long a time,
that I have forgotten what it is like
to gaze into another pair of starry eyes,
and know I have found an equal.
Perhaps it has been too long a time,
that I have forgotten what it is like
to trace a name on my ruptured skin,
and watch it engrave itself on my bones.
Sometimes I tremble as I quietly wonder,
what it would be like
should you reciprocate these innate feelings,
and lead me into a garden of heavenly beauty.
Sometimes I tremble as I quietly wonder,
what it would be like
to feel your skin on the small of my back,
and feel your breath on my ear.
There are times when I jolt from my dreams,
only to cringe as I realise
you must have eluded me all these years,
because our paths were never meant to cross.
There are times when I jolt from my dreams,
only to cringe as I realise
you will find happiness soon,
in someone separate from me.
Sometimes I tremble as I quietly gather,
all old heartaches
to lock them into the cracks of my being,
so as to reprise my role in time to come.
Sometimes I tremble as I quietly gather
all old heartaches
so that you will only get the best of me -
if only I could tell you.
This is not a new confession;
an epiphany of the heart.
This is a psalm of longing;
a vow to you
as I come
knocking on your closed door.
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