Afraid

Afraid

I sit alone… and the thought of you fills my mind…
my heart

Wanting you from so far is… so hard to feel
Yet… when you’re near…
my words seem to fail me

Will I ever tell you how I feel ?
Or will I stay content to hold you in my dreams…
To have you fill my mind and fear that if you knew…
the few small moments I have near you will be lost

Again today…
my fear is the victor

R.M.Baird
10/93

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