Suspense


Yes, it's you I'm looking for.
I wish to joke no longer.
I want to know what lights your flame -
to know what makes you stronger.

You tell me you love me to death.
I'm standing at the place
where you've sacrificed me to your touch
and mesmerising face.

Tell me, lover, what you dream,
and not another jest.
Allow me to caress your soul
and heal your heaving chest.

Your terrified expression cannot
hide behind your smile.
You can't conceal your helplessness
or wallow in denial.

I wonder why I'm waiting here
when you won't let me in.
Should I linger? Should I leave?
The hour is bleeding thin.

Please don't leave me wondering.
I want to know your mind.
Anticipation drains me dry.
I can't hold on this time.