Poems From The Heart

Feeling

What is me without you?

What is fire without air to breathe?

Like a friend who was always meant to be,

you smile and I am better.

I need not say a word and understanding comes forth.

A crush does not encompass this, but love seems the wrong term.

What's this piercing, stinging feeling

my stomach gurgles, and I am warm.

A catching glance reveals everything,

but the wrong touch and heads will turn.

It seems we cannot get this right, hovering on a cusp

of incandescence.

What is me without you?

What is a bird without a cage.

Like the first silence of a morning,

everything is calm.

No words have yet been spoken and understanding unfurls.

Away, I feel relief from you. I breathe without fear of flames.

I know this faint and fearful pain,

my heart aches, and yet I'm free.

I do not trust a fleeting glance,

when truths seem buried deep.

Feelings once kept me lingering, now I fly without fear

of consequence.

What is me without you?

What is love without loss.