If Only
I weren't, misunderstood !
If only,
I could choose to say
What I really, felt.
And, to whom.
And kisses, tasted, of dreams.
And my aspirations,
did more than.....
Just nuzzle me, in my sleep.
To share ice cream.
To share ....
To spoon.
To feel, that....
That tingle,
as
we touched.
Giajl © Jim Love