Love unspoken Tends to waver A few warm moments A few special favors Even as the good friend Or the teacher's pet Acceptance may be All you get So when and if I decide to show it Unspoken or not Now you know it...
If there is a ghost of you these are the edges the cheek-turn, the second-guesses, the body-lean the back I face as I only cry this blood wishing for your grace.
"Blood-signed, we made a pact. Yours dried, you took it back."