Sorry Not to Say

If I said not enough, I feared saying too much.

I felt fated to love from before your first touch.

Did I think that my thoughts couldn’t be understood?

I’m a fool, for I feel now that only you could.

It can still seem surreal in your world between realms

Where the brightness you bless me with fair overwhelms.

It’s a journey I make for the sake of the sight

That does meet my approach with invincible light.

If I’d noticed a chill as I left your embrace,

It would be worth the while  to partake of your grace.

But you cultivate climes that may rival the heat

Which erupts from my heart at the speed of its beat.

If I failed in my folly to fully convey

The affection I focus on you and your way,

Let me pray for your patience and find in my style

The right moment to say what I see in your smile.