Too loved!
Too afraid to say it!
And yet expecting…
Someone I wish,
To say this love…
Too much they gave!
Too abused by self denial.
And unrelenting to display my need.
Too much of this sits within me to reside.
I can not bear again to suffer,
Another broken heart…
To recover from love I give.
Too used.
And feeling not enough…
Too loved!
And too afraid to say it.
Or let go to heal and mend.
To give myself like that again…
Seems too soon.
But my desires to be touched,
Seem too impatient to wait…
To feed my hunger,
That contemplates with craving.
Too used.
And feeling not enough…
Too loved!
With hopes my wait…
Is not too late to unleash with excitement.
For one who can appreciate,
What I’m willing and now can give…
And take…
When right.
To share with that someone,
At night!
And in broad daylight.
To declare…
When that someday comes.
And I am done,
With a feeling that ends.
To begin…
Love again!