Yearning

I feel shy & blush when he’s around.

My voice sounds strange

and it feels like I am not in

control of what comes out of my

mouth.

I am aware of every minute cell of

his body when he is near.

I fancy him rotten

of this I am clear.

I don’t know why or how this

has come to pass.

I feel his presence

despite the fact he is not here.

How can that be?

That someone I don’t know very

well can have this effect on me.

Is it love or lust? or both?

No wonder people confuse the two.

Or is it because I,m lonely, maybe

that as well.

I am not unhappy however

since meeting him

I cannot stop my heart opening its

doors to let him in.

The duty guards must have been

sleeping & he has managed

to sneak in.

Or the trapped birds have

been released & soared up

towards the sky.

Releasing past hurts & pain

that until now has kept my heart

cold and unable to fly.

Towards love.

Or let people in.

The shutters went up, although

no one could have guessed.

That my heart has felt empty

& dark.

Missing a vital ingredient

called love that gives it its

spark.

He makes me feel alive &

excited about life.

I feel inexplicably drawn

to him

that no reason or logic can

unearth.

My head tells me to forget about him

as I don’t know how he feels about

me.

But my heart’s voice is louder &

stronger saying have faith

that if its meant to be then it

will be.

His flame is drawing nearer

and I lack the patience to wait.

However wait I must do.

Because the timing has to be

right.

For real love to shine bright.

It already feels like I have

waited a lifetime for him

to appear.

But when it comes real love is

always clear.