#YearningEchoes

I am mute.
Maybe dumb and duffer too.
Maybe a little ugly, but surely cute.

Unable to speak those three magic words.
A black, confused sheep, roaming in the herd.

Somewhere in your heart,
I fear my voice is buried and sealed.
My emotions are yet to be revealed.

They are not mature, still tender and child.
They expect warmth and care, not adapted to the wild.

I lost my heart talking to you in my mind.
I laugh at myself; I am only one of my kind.

I am not at peace, but I am not angry either.
I am nor happy, I am sad neither.

I want you to be close, or to merge my existence with yours.
I don't know; I only feel what my heart pours.

I am dying to live, or living to die.
Don't know,
But to win your love,
I want to give it a try.
Accept or deny, but for God's sake,
at least once, decode my glittery eyes.

For me, it will be like drowning in an ocean of love.
I will be happier to be a failed crow than a cheating dove.

I am beyond any fear or shame.
If not for love, at least for blame.
It will be more than a life for me if
at least once, you will whisper my name.

I am mute.
Maybe dumb and duffer too.
Maybe a little ugly, but surely cute.
 

© AK