I need to
speak, to let
my voice burst
forth in the
twenty four inches
between us. There
is only silence
as I write,
as you read,
as we both
ignore the elephant
that sits with
us. You have
said nothing and
your silence screams
at me. Your
eyes are clear,
sharp blue against
the white while
my own pools
of hazel are
hazy with tears.
I want to
be touched. I
want to find
comfort from your
skin. I want
to feel your
breath against my
ear as your
lips promise our
survival. All I
want is to
show you just
how good for
you I can
be - let me
have you for
just one moment.