Unsent Letters

yes i am quiet

but every look i steal

is a confession

i dare not give

i never meant to crave

the way you linger near.

it feels like standing at the edge

of a forbidden garden,

i keep my desire folded

between unspoken words,

but when your laughter

breaks the room open,

it spills like light

even the moonlight hesitates

to touch your face.

it knows what i know

that some beauty

is too dangerous

there’s a quiet ache

in wanting you,

as if the world

would splinter

if it ever saw

how my gaze

your nearness lingers on my skin,

soft as breath,

yet it stirs a hunger,

i speak your name only in silence,

afraid the night might overhear.

still, my heart presses closer,

like a secret that refuses

you make the rules in my veins bend,

you teach my breath to betray me

and yet without fail

there is a darkness to wanting you

that feels like free falling,

but the deeper i slip,

every forbidden thought of you

blooms like fire under my skin.

i burn and yet i lean closer

you’re the sin my heart rehearses

in deep silence,

a hunger i feed with glances

your nearness is a blade of light,

cutting through my restraint.

still, i reach for it,

not to be saved,

you taste like a question

i should never ask,

but my mouth aches

there’s a shadow in your gaze

that calls to me

and i know i shouldn’t answer,

yet every night i drift closer,

there’s a sweetness in your nearness

that feels almost perilous

like standing too close to fire

and loving the burn

your smile is a gentle invitation,

but your eyes

they promise storms.

as if the storms themselves

when the moment unlocks itself,

there will be no hesitation,

nothing could stop me,

from getting closer to you,

as if the world owed me