Do not ask me to say I love you And look sadly up to me with those deep dark eyes Do not be like some timid furry animal Unsure of my affections and fearing I shall say go.
Do not ask me to say I love you Those words rob me of my free choice to say I truly love And compel me as though I were cornered And have to argue.
If I say nothing you'll stir and sigh, Or answer, you'll doubt the reply For no more than an idle phrase
Rather say come love, then kiss me I shall follow till from the wave's crest I'll say the real words. For like the waves love comes and goes.
So do not ask.
This poem appears in a collection called "My Silver Box" available on Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Silver-Poems-Neil-Stewart-McLeod/dp/149108328X/ref=sr_1_14?ie=UTF8&qid=1494434822&sr=8-14&keywords=Neil+Stewart+McLeod+Poetry