better left unsaid

there are many things

I could say to you;

a moment in the fading

sunlight,

a quiet summer day,

an inner softness,

unexpected beauty,

unguarded,

private,

just a passing touch,

a glimpse of the inside,

but it was enough;

some things are better

left unsaid;

a different time,

a different place,

another life,

things would have

been different,

but the time is now,

the place is here,

the life already lived,

but still, there will always

be that moment;

some things are better

left unsaid;

you walk into my mind,

the sparks begin anew,

there is a hunger for

everything you,

I want to touch you,

I want to hold you,

I want to be possessed

by you,

I want to pour out

everything I possess at

your feet,

make you feel

all that I feel,

adore you like a queen;

some things are better

left unsaid.

.

.