An Untried Triad
I fought off the words that rose to my lips
Whenever I felt your embrace.
It felt strange to contain, but it spared all the pain
That the phrase would have brought to your face.
It's a sentence all know, but I kept it below,
For such things aren't accepted in haste.
It's the truth I believe, but it's not one received
Without risk of creating a waste.
I disguised it in song where it wouldn't go wrong.
It belonged far away from your eyes.
But all that's in the rear, and now there's no fear
To be clear where it wouldn't be wise.
The feeling's too vast to forget when it's passed,
But it's not to be said when it's new.
As the last bell has tolled for the memory I hold,
I can finally say it to you.