COME

In my face

there's a book

I never read,

a pain I never felt,

a music I never heard.

In my skin,

engraved

a love I never shared,

a forgiveness I never gave,

a rainbow of feelings yet unknown.

Inside...

an emptiness of you

a deep hunger for your touch

a desperate need of your eyes to feed me,

and a prayer...

a prayer of silence and hope,

expectation and fear.

Come...

please come…

Coz the simple sight of you,

the slightest sound of your steps approaching

turns my body into a flood of emotions,

a river cantering the shores of feeling.

Come...

coz the thirst of you

is drying my harbour

and I need to be a beach

with a full tide

for you to drown in.

©Graça Costa