Maybe in the midst of the crowd
I'll see your face, and I'll hear your sound
What can I say to you?
I want you, I love you
And even if I never tell
I'll always find a way to
I'd walk miles just to teach you
How to read and how to spell
The word that makes me want you
What can I do for my voice to shout?
I admire you in truth, without any doubt
To brace myself for the loudest voice
That will break me into pieces
That will prepare me for unacceptance
What can I do?
I'd lie to everyone, but there's only one truth
Can't you see the signs?
Can't you see me, who's always beside you?
And perhaps, impossible, you'll call me mine
YOU ARE READING
for the betterment of us
PoetryIt will always be for the betterment of us. Every poem is.