I’ve Never Seen #1

You are beautiful. I am just beginning to know you.
My heart aches with desire and needs to be close,
And you are the focus, so I may hope to dream again.
Why did I choose you, so far away, and I so poor?
Why did I add this heartache to my loneliness?

I wish that these things rhymed, for some reason.
I wish that I could describe how I long to be yours.
Loneliness and fear silence me, cramping my fingers.
I cannot promise anything, for I have only me to give.
I cannot promise you to my heart, even in a dream.

No dreams of you exist in me, for I am hopeless.
If I dare to hope, then I must tell you of my hope.
If I tell you of my hope, then I must share my fear.
If I share my fear with you, then tears will come.
Not tears of wetness, or sobs, but tears in my heart.

My tears cannot be freed, lest weakness return.
Weakness I hold at bay; toughing out daily life.
I would join our lives together, to share our tears,
For you hurt the same as I, but you can cry.
Our tears are the same; having nobody to hold.

A precious moment, a lifetime given, just holding,
And I would relish your teardrops upon my skin.
Just that much, I dared to hope, but I kept silent.
My silence is because I cannot dare your tears,
And silence makes me unworthy to feel one tear.

Ten, times one thousand, tears wait to unleash.
Tears of relief; tears of hope; tears of waiting gone;
Tears of unselfishness, of togetherness finally come;
Tears of fear that tomorrow may take us apart;
Tears of release, of giving without holding back.

Dare we to stain a fleeting embrace with trust?
We trust so hard, wantonly, knowing we are alike,
Sharing the most precious of teardrops we keep safe,
Especially for that moment we silently prayed for,
To relieve our souls of being alone in the universe.

Imagine if we met, and we knew, and we cried.
No distance anymore restrained crying for joy,
For we would have each other, and tearstained cheeks.
I would send you a tear-stained letter, to keep or return,
But if returned it must have your tear stains, too.

If it is kept, then kiss my tears and cry with relief,
Hold my teardrops to your heart, and breathe a sigh,
And then cry out to heaven the pain of parting,
For we have no promise of tomorrows together.
All these tears do I restrain, every day and night.

I keep from saying these things aloud, to me.
I have never seen #1. I’ve heard that they are lovely.
I look away from you, keeping needful tears unknown.
I look away, and see others, and show shallow interest.
I’ve never seen #1. I am blinded by these tears.

Heres to seeing and knowing your #1.
Great write man...

very nice

nice

unseen, yet not without experience
seen, but not without desire
more desire

(I need a "Thank You" emoticon.)

Thank You.

Why you dirty little! (I cant say it...)

This is good...

Real
Real
Real

GOOD!

written from your heart
the longing palpable
here's to finding #1

Wow! Piercing yet ever so beautiful....

Beautiful work Scoundrel!