My Head On Your ShoulderA Poem by Barbara Walkerwritten about my sweetieI lay my head on your shoulder, unable to keep my hand from touching you, with care. Caressing your face, running my hand across your chest, your stomach, running my fingers through your hair.
As we lay like this, I am feeling the love I have for you, to the marrow of my bones. My heart feels like it will fly out of my chest, I stop myself, from voicing moans.
The next day, I love you, still more. My heart is holding more love, than I thought it could store. Sometimes, my throat constricts, as I swallow back the tears, tears so close to spilling from my eyes. I'm afraid that you'll misinterpret my cries.
Tears of happiness and gratitude, for being blessed with you, the relief of long sought closeness, that we share, sometimes, to the point of over-whelmimg me- a loved soul, laid bare. I wonder that you cannot feel or hear, all of this, within me, the words so inadequate, I fear.
At times, I feel a crazy giddiness well up within, a feeling so foreign to me, yet, I cannot keep it inside, but, I hesitate to let you see.
It makes me want to to dance about, shout out to the sky above, it's love, it's love, it's love! While you thought, that I lay quietly, next to you, these feeling grew and grew.
Why have I kept this inside of me? It gives you power over me. You could hurt my heart, so much, by walking away. Now, I realize, you knowing or not, I'd still have to pay.
I love you, so much, I can't let fear get in the way. So, I am telling you everything and I'll always love you, day, after day, after day... © 2012 Barbara WalkerReviews
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3 Reviews Added on July 31, 2009 Last Updated on March 4, 2012 AuthorBarbara WalkerLake Havasu City, AZAboutI am retired from the Postal Service. I find I write poetry to help myself through difficult times and I have written many poems in response to the chronic pain I've been living with for over 30 year.. more..Writing
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