I could cry a million tears if my heart was not drought stricken.
I could laugh forever if my soul was not humorless.
I could love deeply if my fears did not keep me frozen.
I could see tomorrow if my mind wasn’t wrapped up in yesterday.
Why have I given power to things that do not matter while running
From the things that do? Is it cowardice or a lack of emotion?
Am I truly frozen inside or does wanting these answers mean the
Thaw has set in? Can I survive if it has? I have grown so accustomed
To being as I am. I fear letting myself try to feel anything more.
At least this way I can fool myself into believing I could love.
In the darkness my spirit screams for you
My body begging for your touch the need
so bad that painful shudders rack my frame.
Without you I am lost in a world of despair.
My heart frozen, my mind awash in memories
of how it should be.
How it felt when your hands touched me,
the fierceness of your embrace,
the taste of your kiss,
the demand of your desire.
How lonely my life has grown
How cold my bed become
Would that I could undo that
which chased you away.
I pray to the power of love
to bring you back to me.
my one desire to feel you again.
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