SECRET STIRINGS

Secret stirings of my heart forever hidden.
Sparkles in my eyes, feelings forbidden.
Not wanting to awaken sleeping longing.
Fear to acknowlege my need for belonging.

Hightened awareness of you surrounds my being.
breathing in your essence brings sighes of healing.
Exhaleing warmth desires, knees weak with passion.
Wanting to touch you, to see in your eyes your reaction.

Afraid to open my heart to you, afraid of rejection.
When I'm near you this overwhelming sence of connection.
This life of ours is way to short to walk through it alone.
Come to me my love, and make with me our very own home.

MARY F. ALLEN