Why didn’t you tell me?

16 Aug

When you sat there yearning

for just a touch or a look that said

you were loved

Why didn’t you tell me?

Was it because the wind whispered


saying that some things cannot be put quite

right into reality

some messages are carried by pauses

in conversation

when our desires are laid bare

and we have to look away

and pretend


Why didn’t I tell you?

how it felt to be near you?

to listen to your breath escaping

from a hesitant mouth

Just a touch or a glance

might have been enough

or is it ever?

quite enough

when there is so much you

want to be told

and so much you can never say?

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