Thursday, January 14, 2010

A Passionate Sear

Lock me away,
I’m behind glass doors-
Intuition tells me something I don’t want to hear. 

Hide in the day,
I can see you but I can’t speak,
It’s torture to keep a secret when it’s so clear. 

Find me a play,
Acting out an honest lie,
Where it isn’t wrong to cry when there’s a tear. 

Be joyful and gay,
Your love shines in happy bursts,
I glow asunder when your heart is so near. 

Please show me a way,
Reclusion isn’t a good path to be on,
That action whispers of trepid fear. 

Come hold me today,
It makes anything better,
A burn that gladdens is a passionate sear.

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