If To Wonder

There is a story,

one filled with truth.

A line,

of lines that I will never say.

See the story,

written into my very being.

Feel the words,

emblazoned into my skin.

Reach out to me,

and you will find,

a little fairy tale.

You too are part of it now.

Your words,

now intertwined into mine.

Feel the iciness,

left behind by stone cold hate,

and with your lips,

speak the words I cannot say.

For only you know,

the things to say,

path to take,

actions to make.

To make my story end true.

For if to wonder,

about which has happened,

and will,

you shall find a happening,

happening within.

My love,

feel the poem,

sad but true,

singing to you,

from beneath this disguise.

I know you feel it.

I know you want it.

So take the words,

that will never be spoken by me.

Tis a sad story,

share it well my love,

for one day,

I will not be here,

to tell it at all.