If I could only reach out and
touch you hair, and let my finger run through
and touch your lips with my love
to let you know I exist
Do you know how tired I am as
I scream to be real
I realize myself without cause
except to let you see
have I shown myself well enough
yet kept my will strong
My thoughts are knotted as I tremble with joy
Ipray that I have communicated
to realize my feelings are understood
not to be denied this one time
If this is juvenile
then let me be a child.