The waiting is always more than I can stand.
I yearn to see his face, to touch his hand.
I need to hear his voice and see his smile...
just to spend some time with him awhile.
He dare not ever know how deeply I feel
because my love for him is very real.
I yearn for his touch, his lips, his eyes.
He is so passionate, so caring and wise.
He is engaged to my dearest friend
so my love for him can never be penned.
My yearning won't let my heart be still...
I would give anything if this could be real.
We laugh over coffee and embrace as we part;
he does not know he has control of my heart.
This is all I can have...all that I will allow.
I must hide my heart's yearning somehow.
I watch as he leaves, my heart broken again.
I smile and wave till our next meeting when...
we'll sit for coffee and laugh for awhile
where I hide my love with a friendly smile.
Will I tell him someday how I really feel?
I'm afraid that's the day, my fate I will seal.
I'm afraid if I tell him maybe he'll want more...
I'm more afraid he won't...this man I adore.
This story is protected by International Copyright Law, by the author, all rights reserved. If found posted anywhere other than Lushstories.com
with this note attached, it has been posted without my permission.
<a href="https://www.lushstories.com/stories/love-poems/the-meeting.aspx">The Meeting</a>