Coat pocket confessions

I restrain desires screaming yes
from deep within these longing pores;
no courage to gather, to say I’m yours,
but silent- like a walking corpse.
Now, from underneath the rug;
thoughts birthed from years of lust and love
force their way past bitten tongue
and tightened jaws and smothered lungs;
I’m here as nothing more or less
than the shallow beating in my chest,
with shaking lips, and shortened breath,
I’m scared you won’t accept my best.

If a minute’s all that you can spare
at least that’s time for me to stare
and wish I could be standing there;
right next you you, but I won’t dare,
say a word, or make a sound
I guess I’ll just keep looking down,
confessing this to frozen ground;
and freezing with this frozen town.

Coat pocket confessions

Nathan Emery

Joined September 2009

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