in the
comfortable corner of the room
when the
world becomes silent and black
my thoughts
subside, and only then do I dare to admit
I
think of you most of the time
more than I
would allow to show
I utter a
tiny wish, that you would think of me
as
often as I think of you
wishing
that what we ventured onto was real and true
but I'm
afraid to look up at the sky,
for it's
easy enough to be shot down
so I keep
it a secret, somewhere where I believe
I can guard
it and play safe
but the
truth is, the walls fall apart
as if you
see right through me
just a thought of you soothes my weary mind
and I know
the comfort of the clouds
*
*
Such a secretive heart a lover has.
ReplyDeleteOh... This poem bleeds with longing! Makes me think of my love. :)
ReplyDeleteif you don't know how the other is feeling it's always a risk to step out into the open space - and it needs wisdom to decide whether to take the risk or rather play safe and just enjoy the comfort the clouds bring...smiles
ReplyDeleteyes, it's hard to take risks and wanting to know for sure before doing anything... the other is a waiting game, but at least you have dreams :)
DeleteIn reading your words, I had to admit to myself I have been in similar states of mind more times than I can recall.. Your poetry always strikes at the heart of what it is to be a loving human being.
ReplyDeleteThe comfort of the clouds.. A curse and a blessing.. For a short time I'll be there, bot in the long run we all need to face the cruel eyes of the horizon
ReplyDeleteThe comfort of the clouds. Hope, expectation and refreshing. Life is more than moments joined together, there is hope in the promise of the clouds.
ReplyDelete"just a thought of you soothes my weary mind"...a source of joy, comfort and truth....
ReplyDeleteThat is so sweet and just a little sad.
ReplyDeletehow loving and caring and deep ... just simply amazing!!
ReplyDeleteI f only people new how often we thought of them. It would probably both lift them and scare them
ReplyDeleteah but we will miss our shot if we wait too late...we will never know 100%...this is the risk of love.....the comfort of clouds line is pretty cool natasa
ReplyDeleteAh, so hard to decide whether to continue to take comfort in the clouds or to move out of one's comfort zone & share with the other!
ReplyDeleteSweet & romantic ~ I like the wistful thoughts of the comforting clouds ~
ReplyDeleteJust thinking about the love you feel is comfort indeed, requited or not; for to have loved is everything.
ReplyDeleteYour poem expresses so much, Nataša - the loss and pain but also the fear of the future. The clouds can be comforting but probably only for a while.
ReplyDeleteSweet!
ReplyDeleteZQ
I so resonate with the fear of exposing one's vulnerability. But now that I am old and time is short, I think, if people say those words and take the risk, at least then the other person knows. I wish I could re-write your story and give you back those dreams! Your poem is lovely.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully penned. :)
ReplyDeleteI like this so much. It connected with my heart and I could feel the longing, a little regret and the yearning for comfort. May the clouds provide it.
ReplyDeleteit must be romantic sunday today as your poem also speaks of longing for that special someone only to be vanquished with him "seeing right through the narrator." exhales.
ReplyDeleteA thought and hope that your love thinks of you also, very well expressed.
ReplyDeletewow, i loved the yearning expressed in the poem.
ReplyDeleteWhen we have something precious, I think we want to keep it a secret for fear that exposure will somehow tarnish it. I really like the way you ended this poem,
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
a very sweet and sentimental write. i enjoyed this.
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