Unspoken so Unknown

Why haven't you asked me?

I can see the question hiding

behind the quiet moments 

I can feel it hanging desperately 

From your held tongue.

I am as guilty.

I want to tell you everything

Without reason, without notice

But who I am is also

Who I have left behind

I dont want you looking at me 

As I once saw myself. 

I want you to touch them

To kiss them, to love them

As they are my story.

I want you to ask me

And I want to tell you.

But are either of us ready?

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[Poetic Beauty]

This is full of questions and emotions.