~Day Dreaming In Business Law~
Sitting in my desk,
alone and confused.
My eyes are consumed
with a heart once removed.
How do they expect me to learn
with the passion she holds
and the image she unfolds
within her world so cold?
I wish I had the answers;
so I could pass her tests;
so I could experience her caress;
so her heart would confess.
I know we still think about each other—
trapped in a dreamless bliss—
with her, a friend sometimes missed,
with me, an obsession for her kiss.
How can I listen to the teacher’s breath?
When I’m engulfed in her ocean,
lost, hopelessly in her every motion?
Must my attraction stay frozen?
Laws, rights, and rules
are what I attempt to learn.
But it is she who it concerns
when my stomach twists and turns.
I’ll never understand why
she won’t let herself commit
to a heart that won’t quit
and a desire that can’t seem to submit?
Is she frightened to fall too hard,
or scared to open her hesitant heart,
or afraid a feeling of love could start,
or does she care if we’re apart?
When will she admit it to herself
that my place in her heart is a hunger—
a hunger that rolls like ferocious thunder
which she will never be able to push under?
But things will never change
because she will never realize
the power of her heart’s cries
as well as the fading passion in my eyes.
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