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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Sorry, But I Can’t by Kenny Davis I can’t look into her eyes For fear of getting lost in them and falling in love again For fear of with a single glare, my love for her will be pouring out Like Jesus for Lazarus, my heart crying out I can’t watch her mouth to read her lips For fear of wanting to taste and feel her lips against that, of mine The jolt of the surge of the kiss that is only hers Sending a fiery pulse through my spine I can’t draw myself to hug her body For fear of never wanting to let her go The thought of embracing her in my arms is too much Oh no, no, no. This can’t be so. I can’t fix my mouth to say, “I miss you!” “When you are near me, I want to kiss you.” Can’t fix my mouth to say, “I love you!” “God is the only one I hold above you.” I can’t stretch my hand out to take hers The softness of her silk-like skin coveted in my palm Compelled to draw her closer to me Snuggly fitted within my arms I can’t stand to see her cry I can’t stand to see her in pain while I stand idly by I cry when she sheds because she is my heart So much hurt, so much pain, tears it apart I can’t stand to go to sleep For fear of seeing her in my dreams My fantasy of her here with me is what I dreamt it would be Only to wake up without you in reality I can’t find myself To lie to her about how I feel To deny the powerful privilege of loving her Is to say to her, “Sorry, but I can’t be real.” ©August 2011 k.davis
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