A Not Called Feeling

This feeling still can’t leave my mind.
It’s disobedient.
It should have a name of some kind – 
Please, try to be patient!

I can’t find any proper name -
It’s unpredictable.
No other feeling is the same -
It’s so valuable...

I’m wasting my time to name it.
I give up. It’s your turn!
You know the feeling very well...
Go on! The die is thrown!

But I see you go pale, my love.
Why are you terrified?
You evade it. I’ve had enough!
It must be clarified...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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