I try to build a wall
but each touch
each kiss
each sigh
brings a fire
that burns down every effort.

I try to separate the feelings
like you seem to
but each day
each week
each month
bring me closer
to every emotion I smother.

I worry you don't care
as much as I do.

I worry that there is someone else
you aren't telling me about.

I build this wall
I try to separate feelings
because I know there is something wrong.

When I first met you
you were just a boy
I'd hoped I could help you grow up

It didn't take me long to realize
that would never happen

I was angry
I was hurt

But when we talked the other night
you were so much more than that boy
you were the man I'd longed for

It didn't take me long to realize
my feelings hadn't changed

I'm falling in love
or maybe I never stopped

It's amazing to me
how many poems I can write
about the way you say my name

I find it quite silly actually
after all you're just a man
and it's just my name

But here I am
pen in hand
Pouring out the emotion I feel

my name never sounded do beautiful
as it spilled form your lips
effortlessly consonants and vowels
strung side by side
six letters painting an invisible picture
six letters composing a silent symphony

your voice echoed off mountains
through canyons and valleys
reverberating off my ears
settling in my heart

i had never heard a sound so beautiful
a song lasting not even one second
burned into my ear drums
leaving a glistening scar

how can i forget a sound so beautiful
my body aches with a need
to be shook with the timbre

say my name

if only in a whisper
if only for me to hear
it could not sound so beautiful
to anyone else

The way you smiled
the sound of your voice
the glint in your yes

when you said my name

sent my heart into a tailspin
stirred the butterflies in my stomach
caused my brain to stutter

**** you.
I fell for it again, your
smile, your laugh.
Again you break my heart
playing cool,
poisoning my heart.
Over and over again.
I had hoped you'd changed,
never mind.
Tonight's another disappointment.

How can
I help it? They're
something I

long to taste.
If only he would
press them to mine time might
stop.