QUERIES OF THE HEART

You've wished me love, so why am I afraid
To use that word in telling what I feel?
I long to say, but past events have made
Me question whether what I sense is real.

You say you miss me, and I miss you, too,
Although, up to this point, we have not met.
Your touch has filled me with desire, while you
Remain but words upon a screen - as yet.

If I should say, "I love you," would you fly
Away?  Would you feel threatened by a word?
Or would you smile at me and wonder why
I'd fear you'd act so patently absurd?

My hesitation surely does not hide
The strong emotions growing on my side.

Marilyn Gordon
 February 18, 2002
 

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