Santajah Douglass

The Silver Rose

In the quiet of my heart, there\'s a golden feeling when I see you, We don\'t say much, but our silence speaks volumes, true. I never told you this, for it\'s a foreign sensation, A strange and beautiful sensation, a rare revelation.

 

Around you, I\'m shy and free, a contradiction, I know, But you\'ve broken through my barriers, without even trying to go. It\'s easy when I\'m with you, hard to trust, but I want to, It feels right, but you don\'t know these thoughts, they\'re locked up in my mind, too.

 

I\'m curious about your gaze, the way you see me, Is it positive, a reflection of how I see thee? I like this golden feeling, a treasure hidden inside, I\'ll be your silver rose, if you set off the sparks, tonight.

 

Let\'s bridge these worlds that seem so far apart, A connection, a chance, a leap of faith, a start. I question if you feel the same, your signals unclear, But I don\'t want to be blinded if this turns out not to be near.

 

Give me a direct way, let\'s face this, no more hiding, I\'d be lying if I said my thoughts aren\'t driving me crazy, confiding. I know our shy golden hearts can do this, So I guess I\'m asking, do we have a chance?

 

Take these feelings we possibly have to new places, Unlock the doors, let the love erase the traces. Of doubt and fear, let\'s take this leap of faith, I\'ll be your silver rose, and you\'ll be my golden mate.

 

So here I am, baring my heart, my soul, and my mind, In hopes that you\'ll see me, just as I see you, kind and kind. Let\'s embark on this journey, together, hand in hand, For this golden feeling, this treasure, we\'ll make it grand.