The same body that gave life to me
possesses the heart that still denies me.
I ask her, what is it like?
To know you are being sought
and to know you are in my thoughts,
yet you hide your heart from taking that shot.
I have always held the thought
that if I pushed through and fought
eventually your presence would untie this knot.
Alas, I am beginning to become distraught
that my confidence is all for naught
and my heart will always hold this blind spot.
Reach to me, I will find a way to understand.
My heart lie open, I will lovingly take your hand.
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