I have so many things to say,
about love . . . and tenderness . . . and sharing.
Thoughts that I know would make you wish
I were whispering them to you . . . and you alone.
Find me . . . before I suffocate
under the weight of my own unexpressed emotions.
Awaiting someone who yearns to hear
words like this . . . meant for them.
I have so many things to say . . .
Will anyone listen . . . will anyone understand?
Copyright ©1998 by Leon D. Schlossberg. All rights reserved.
Published in Poetry the Write Way: Webstatic – First Journey (Sept. 2000)
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