Wrapped up in an ever incasing silence
The sound of my heartbeat is the same of my fingers
Drumming on my head
Thinking and writing
How can I pursue you?
What will it take to make you understand that
Your mere essence in the same room
Send a shiver through my bones
And puts my eyes in a trance.
How can I put anything in to words
When my tongue is as tied as my stomach?
Eyes locked on you
I cannot move for even the simple task of walking
Is too much to comprehend
My dearest love and my sweetest sonnet
I shudder at the thought of you in anothers arms
Faith and virtue all tangled up on the tip of my lips
And your smile
Dear God that smile
Love could not exist without the hope that your smile gives me
That feeling in the depths of my soul makes me know
That without a doubt there is such a thing
As that four letter word
Those three words
So hard to say but the thing is that the warmth your heart radiates
Conveys those words to me
You don’t have to speak them.
But will you show me?
Show me what love and passion is like when embedded into
A human being with a heart as open and mystifying as yours
And if my words do not pursue you
And if my verses do not convince you of my undying loyalty
If you were to be mine
Then I will be fine with turning back
If only you could promise me one thing
That someone else can love you better than I