Late Night Thoughts...
It’s midnight. The street lamps are dim and the world is quiet. I slip into thoughts of her. Her laugh, her smile, her touch, her kiss…She invokes in me a feeling I can’t explain or even understand. She is a force to be reckoned with, difficult and vague, but I can’t turn away, I don’t want to. My life is so unsettled compared to hers. I don’t have a set path. I know what I want in life, but I’m not sure how I’m going to get there. All I know is that I’m moving forward, always moving forward. I wonder if that’s enough for her, if I’m enough for her. I wonder if she can envision the possibility of an “us” one day or if it’s even possible that she wants that. I harbor too many questions but I know life will answer them in time as needed.
I’m tickling your soul,
an attempt to exhume the truth.
Why are you so unaffected?
Because I need more
than inebriated confessions.
I need sober revelations.
Please don’t be scared.
Radiance dances
in those hazel hues.
Do you dance with them?
Do your thoughts dance too?
Am I reflected in the flickers?
Or is my presence a figment
of my own yearning?
I’m tickling your soul,
an attempt to exhume the truth.
Why are you so unaffected?
Because I need more
than inebriated confessions.
I need sober revelations.
Please don’t be scared.
Radiance dances
in those hazel hues.
Do you dance with them?
Do your thoughts dance too?
Am I reflected in the flickers?
Or is my presence a figment
of my own yearning?