Sealed
Its hard for me to say some things
That I should say to you
The minute I start to explain
Is the second it comes true...
It's like the thought will come alive
As if I sealed it's fate
Instead of letting it deprive
Itself of what it takes...
To say it in a whisper
Just to satisfy some urge
Of burning as words blister
Right before my lips converge...
Which captures it in glances
So I can pass it in a kiss
By reigning its advances
Though it never is dismissed...
Because once a thougth is spoken
Into someone else's ear
It more than just a token
That could break them into tears ...
Copyright © Terry Ledwell | Year Posted 2014
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