Tiptoeing
I came across the thought
of leaping forward and admitting to myself
that you bring me nothing but bliss.
You’ve been successful in making me feel
like I’m a totally new person,
shielded from every imperfection
thrown by the angels at me.
I choose to take things at a very slow pace
because if I do not,
I know that we’d end up experiencing
the most painful part of trusting each other.
This is the most convenient time
to say the magical sentence.
I’d rather not.
Not because you are undeserving
but because words like those are not
taken seriously and
are not said sincerely these days.
Allow me to show you
how delightful and pleasant the feeling is
being loved by you.
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April 3rd, 2008 at 8:56 am
romantic salad on a bowl
feel so good, so beautiful
let the eyes speak the truth
and pretty lips enjoy the fruit