Saying It Would Mean...

Saying it would mean...
How I feel
Tell me...
Would that make us real?

I've painted imaginings of you
Wonderful...
Perfect in every way
My mouth wants to speak
I want to tell you, love
But what would I say?

I see you
Stare's stare -intense
My head hangs low in lament
You're so close
And yet we've never met
Only a moment dividing us
But...
Eyes can only ask "what?"

Afraid to lose
The game only played
And still no moves

I draw imaginings of you
And what we could be
I could say it but
Saying it would mean...

© Alya Landry 2009