.Hidden Thoughts.

Overtheedge

At night I sit in an empty room
replaying memories in my mind.
Flicking through old dusty records, in the hopes that I would find
An explanation
For the bubbling creation of *blank* that seethes through my skin.
Referring back, trying to form an understanding of the *blank* I feel within.
But in that context it didn’t make sense,
because *blank* isn’t something I felt with the rest,
just something I feel with you.

And you doubt if my *blank* is real.
Because the word between each asterisk I still struggle to reveal
Hiding behind a door of thoughts I’m so used to keeping sealed.
But you set my *blank* free,
Opened a gate of intensified passion that, apparently, existed in me.
Caressed my burnt bruises that I once felt would never heal
Kissed and plastered injuries that others continued to peel.
Gave me something genuine to feel.

And now the gate that was once sealed, pours out a waterfall of emotion.
Still terrified by the thought of my *blank* only leading to corrosion. But I ache to spend each minute, each second, with you.
So much so my heart fights a war whenever you’re in view.

How can you not understand, 
The way that I feel?
Don’t you understand...

I *blank* you.

The word between each asterisk still not revealed.
But hopefully, maybe...
You *blank* me too.

  • Author: Ejiro (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 7th, 2018 16:17
  • Comment from author about the poem: A love confession.
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 88
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