Is it your eyes I seek
when I should seek another?
Those eyes that speak
instead of lips that smother.
Whose smile I fear
that changed my cheek color,
and the shedded tear
to not long for another.
Is it your voice I hear
through lightening and thunder?
Could you just re-appear
after my little known blunder?
Should I just keep
this thought left unspoken?
Must I take that leap
that may leave my heart broken?
But instead I'll leave
this thought incomplete;
The problem I shall not defeat.