Wretched Torment

My heart belongs to you

and you do not even know.

I light up when you are near,

every word you speak

lingers in my ear.

I do not know how to tell you

these feeling I have hidden.

I try to bury them when you are around

but your words unearth these feelings.

Soon I will no longer be able to hide it.

The day will surely come

this battle between my heart and head,

but for now the mind has overcome.

My head will not let me utter

the words I want to say.

My heart is in wretched torment

as my head leads the way.

Convincing my heart

you will never love me

the way my heart loves thee.

ÓCherie L. Masotti  9/20/03