Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

In my heart I know these
things must never be said
or spoken aloud or thought about
How about writing them to be read?

I feel a tingle when our flesh is near
A spark when our eyes meet
I hope that you can't hear 
the pounding of my pulsebeat

When you're around I just sneak stares
Fantasizing of my fingers in your hair

Now I lie here waiting, wanting 
The Grande Romance
Knowing it will not happen
I was never more than a glance