I write songs
I don't sing them
your name is beautiful
I don't say it
your words invent new images in my mind
what you touch you destroy
my body sleeps on your boredom
I shouldn't say it
it reaks of love
but if there is no point
why run?
you talk of things undiscovered to me
your eyes are steady in my mind
to love you is unreachable
like climbing a mountain blind
I write songs
I don't sing them
your name is lovely
I don't say it