Hidden Desires

I can pretend I don’t want it—

To desire what I have been missing.

I can lie and say I don’t want to feel

Something other than the same routine.

I can tell you that I understand

That you will never feel the same,

But when you see me—finally look at me,

Into my eyes and past the man who stands,

You will know what I am holding back—

You will see everything—the longing

The jealousy and the burning angst.

And when I see you glancing back at me

I will forget where I stand—forget the dream.

I can live in denial for as long as it takes,

And push you to the back of my mind

But I won’t ever be able to hide it,

I won’t ever be able to speak

Without the gentle quiver on my lips

That gives away my emotions.

Looking at you leaves a burning image,

One that stays with me when you’re gone.

I can pretend to be satisfied forever—

To be content living alone,

But my hidden desires will resurface—

I can’t hide forever;

Someday I’m going to look you in the eyes.

     DannYetmanwww.yetmanpoetry.blogspot.com