Filtered Feelings
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Why can't you say it straight?
Don't you really mean it?
Or do you only know how to wait?
What if there's no minute?
Like a painting, it takes time.
But what you feel is crucial.
It's not a pen that creates a broken line.
Keeping it away isn't special.
No doors are closed for a lifetime.
Windows of unsaid thoughts will set you free.
If you let insecurities show, it's fine.
You can't keep the implicit way to see.
Please let me know if you have one.
A special spotlight that turns to butterflies.
Mountains can't move, but feelings can move a man.
You hide from the vain instead of the sweetest lies.
Never too late, never too early,
Just let me know; I ask you to say everything.
Promise me not to fill memories, though messy.
Chili peppers can't add a little more zing.
YOU ARE READING
Cornelia Street
PoetryThrough sonnets inspired by Shakespeare, I finally reveal the intimate secrets I've kept hidden for so long, even though I'm afraid no one will hear them. They capture the anguish of unspoken emotions I've never been able to say out loud, hoping for...
