Careful Approach

Time is passing day by regretted day
I'm waiting for the sign that it is okay
for me to come and open your door,
dear friend, I've been deeply longing for.

Our lives linger on in lonely houses
in a coldly interconnected world
but the heartbeat that your name arouses
defies all spinning the tech has twirled.

My own disillusions I can bear.
My bygone pains, I reluctantly share.
But I won't bear it to ever hurt you
because it would break me if I do.

"Only words", you say in disbelieve
when I express how deep the grieve
is tracing my heart not seeing you,
"Just a dream that cannot be true."

With sadness I am watching the stress
that would be lifted if you'd let caress
your body and mind in person for real
with all the warmth you make me feel.

My own disillusions I can bear.
My bygone pains, I reluctantly share.
But I won't bear it to ever hurt you
because it would break me if I do.

For now I can only trust that soon
we'll be together expelling the swoon
and loneliness of a life not shared
refueling the lights that barely flared.

My heart is willing and my mind agrees,
because these feelings cannot be wrong
It is a bright path my dreaming foresees
one that would feel like a soothing song.

My own disillusions I will forget.
No day with you I will regret.
Forever can be togetherness
affirmed with eyes that caress.

LB 2016