Expressive tender moments
While caressed by your embrace.
Sentimental Situations
As we stand there face to face.
Lips they part so slowly;
unwilling to express the truth inside.
I become catatonic,
as I peer into your eyes.
My mind begins to wonder;
Is this false illusions or
Could it possibly be real?
I find myself hiding
behind unspoken words
while knowing what I feel.
Should I continue to evade the truth
And pretend that things are fine.
Or should I open up to you
Placing my heart upon the line.
It’s a sweeping fear sensation
Racing through my mind.
What if it’s a fantasy and
You don’t feel the same.
I’d come out looking
naive, foolish, and ashamed.
To Lincoln
~Jesilyn 2004
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