the mystery of my love
can not be spoken
it remains silent
untouched
alien feeling..
we both try not touch..
the mystery of the longing nights
you share with me
can not be opened
yet it remains in our minds
you hate me ..
you love me ...
you can not decide what you feel
it is still mystery to you ...
the mystery of love
can not be understood
the heart already knows
what the mind
is desperately trying to deny ..
frustrated with thoughts
just wants to be set free
from me ..
from love ...
yet you still think of me
it is still mystery to you
this will always remain
mystery
of your unworried thoughts ..
my love ....
Author notes
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A contest entry
- contest. by Kathraina.
800 points, ended December 1, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
