You have no idea the impact on my life that you embrace.
While sharing laughs, serious chuckles, and comforting, mellow whispers,
I see beyond the deep laughs and see the distant stares.
I see past all of the gentle caresses you give me
And see your need for someone’s touch, verbally, physically, and emotionally.
Hurt lies on the inner corner of your eyes
Daring a secret to seep through your grasp and fall…
Fall into the palms of a cruel, unyielding being.
If I could promise you a picture perfect world
Without the need of something, perhaps someone,
Without the dark secrets and overbearing, yet never trickling tears,
Without the need to be high on the drug called love,
I would not hesitate to give you all of that and more,
But then I’d be instituting falseness to you and myself.
For I am but a young girl open to you,
And you, a prism, keeping me from insanity.
Regardless of how hard I try to push the feelings aside,
And suppress the urge to tear this page out of my diary
With the hope that the action will erase your face out of my mind,
I cannot envision my life walking with my head high,
Without secretly searching for your smiling face to appear;
I cannot seem to keep your words, touch, smile; just all of you out of my veins.
It’s a curse that I’m desperately trying to tighten my control over.
I can’t erase something my body and heart treasure like a rare pearl…
A pearl because it’s found at the bottom of the deepest sea,
It’s covered with a shell, so that danger cannot corrupt it.
Once the pearl is exposed from its shell
And has inhaled the salty water and air around it,
Only the strength of the tide can predict this tender treasure’s destiny.
The tiny, vulnerable, uncovered pearl is locked in your grasp,
And at the moment, you are the shell keeping me from drifting with the tides.