Unspoken Love
She sits alone, reading a romantic novel
Yet she hasn’t spoken about anything related
She’s idealistic about love
Yet her real intentions she hasn’t stated
Maybe the courage isn’t there
Her heart hasn’t really opened
Her mind is there but her soul seems lost
She’s but waiting for the moment…
When everything falls into place
When her feelings she can share
When her emotion reveals it self
And about her intention she’s aware
She is passive about her love
And shyly walks away from confrontation
Hiding the sole purpose of reading
And seems unlikely to mention….
That her love is ready for nurture
That her heart ready for passion
That her mind now wonders the subject
But blindly walks with caution
She’s unblemished by the fact
That her purity stands
No stains on her face
Nor mal intent in her hands
The light in her eyes
Glimmer with a hope of exposure
That whoever dwells in her heart
Will learn to nurture her, love her!
An unspoken love beneath that shell
Soon to be revealed, it is but getting closer!
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