It took every ounce of self control
not
to kiss you...
not to take you in my arms
inhaling deep
the very scent of floral meadows
from your hair
not to hold your hands
with fingers trembling
nor to speak the words openly...
that I have
so often penned
in secret pained poetic silence
but for one moment of weakness
I could have made known
my heart...
my feelings
but no
nor would I
risk all we are ... all we have
for one moment
of
madness.
Just a tired rambling mind trying to make sense of love maybe I need sleep lol