Your quiet voice echoes
the unnerving impression
you engraved on my heart.
I can't tell honestly-
I fear my heart's result.
Your icy black waters
reflect my image
like a mirror to your soul.
My love is no shape
you can twist to taste
or turn inside out.
I was never who you wanted-
I can't run that way.
You don't smile your mouth
or sparkle your eyes
to make me feel;
it's that never that simple.
Something about your face
like the droning of the wind
asking me to love.
When the wind howls
sometimes I shiver waiting
for your cold expression.
Sometimes apathy
and sorrow collide
and I realize it's you.
I never meant to lock you-
I never tried at all.
You have always known
and looked away-
uncaring still.
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