deeper than words

I used to think it was a curse,
to feel so deeply.
a curse, of being aware of more
pretending as if less was good enough.

—
perhaps not condemned,
realizing I just want you
and nothing else will do.

ominous sky
full of uncertainty.
the night reluctantly transcending
relinquishing secrets.
clues left everywhere,
if you pay attention,
all can be pieced together.

a frigid breeze
from a door left open
stinging the bare skin.
familiarity within the feeling,
strong is the power of knowledge.

the darkness within you
casting a spell on my soul
binding me by an invisible string,
only you can break me free.

believing what I felt,
ignoring what I saw.
trusting your words,
leaving me fooled.

at your worst
and yet,
never thought of leaving you.
got me questioning why.

a familiar day,
grown dim are the feelings of presence.
a book I couldn’t put down,
now I am re-reading the appendix
yearning for more.

the beauty that not everyone sees.
attention,
the purest and rarest
gift one can give.

the untold truths,
locked in the vault of your soul
wanting to escape in the darkness of the night.
the weight of burden,
barely keeping you going.

deeper than surface level,
beyond the glow of your skin
and your enchanting eyes
or your gentle curves.
the real you,
is all I ever wanted.