A Hidden Hand...in Tangled Lies! (my 2nd Entry...much More Personal One This Time)

When you grasp my hand,

In a friendly rush,

My heart begins to pound,

My cheeks begin to blush.


I detatch myself,

As soon as I can,

The need to escape,

For I am what I am.


Can't give you a clue,

Or let you know,

Your hand in mine,

So I have to let go.


I can see that you,

Know what i'm thinking,

As I gaze into your eyes,

And forget i'm not blinking.


But when you look at me,

I have to turn away,

Can't ever let you know,

That I feel this way.

lifenotknife lifenotknife
26-30, F
Apr 13, 2008