Love Within the Untrodden Ways

You show yourself,
but do not speak.
This happens all the time.
Would you think
I’d steal away
what we both leave behind?
And in the wake
we hesitate,
and ponder at the sign.
Should we greet,
would we seek
something else of kind?
You go your way,
I go mine;
the secret we both keep.
And in my bed
it’s you, instead,
I think of when I sleep.
And when we meet,
you still won’t speak,
but keep your lovely head.
Oh! but how our eyes do meet,
covertly seeking, sneak a peek;
but in the end we leave, instead —
each to each, our separate beds.





(revised  12Jan12)

Copyright © 2012 Marvin Loyd Welborn. All Rights Reserved.

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