I've wanted long,
To say something,
To voice my feelings…clear,
But the words,
They do escape me,
And tis that I doth fear-
The truth of what, I feel for thee,
Thou shalt never know,
For tis…though I'm in love with thee,
Of such…I've yet to show-
In more than merely from afar,
Through prose…and poetry,
But by holding thee…within my arms,
And never…letting go.