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Love met... but unsaid
@Uootem
There I see her... lost love of youthfulness,
strolling across a familiar pathway... in a vision of gracefulness
Through the color-filled landscapes of time long since past.
Can I find the right words to bring back her love at last?
There is something about her... that continues to echo in my head
Something unseen, something unknown, something still unsaid.
The moment has perhaps arrived to reveal exactly how I feel.
There can be no waiting now... this present opportunity seems to be for real.
A word like a poet's words... love is lost love found... where are words to speak?
So she will hear my truth... why is my vocal-ness so weak?
I can not stop the urgency now... for I know tonight in my dreams we will kiss.
If I let this moment pass me... how will I regain the reality I miss?
A light is a light... a night is a night... I must go on and feel the blue.
Silence hurts so deeply again as I watch her walk by and out of my view.
Perhaps she doesn't need to know my secret... for what would be the reason?
The love I once saw shining in her eyes was from an entirely different season.
Walking through the dark of night in the brilliant light of the day.
A song is a song... a poem is a poem... why can't I find the words to say?
There I see her, walking on some nearby steps... walking away
I must dry my eyes now, don't look back just move along into present day.
Think of something else and alas forget this wrong I have committed.
For the words I needed to say did not come... silence once again regretted.
There's something about her that speaks of love... the same things I should have said.
I still love you... as I sit here writing the beginnings of this poem in my head.
I will be dreaming that you had similar thoughts... that your hear somehow also cries
And that the next time we meet you will look in my eyes...
see the boy you once loved... and the man who suffers for its returning.
the poet with emotions so deep... trying to find relief in writing of his yearning.
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