you are perfect in a way I can never tell you
not that you shouldn’t know you are
you should of course
but the words are stuck inside me
wrapped tightly
in stubborn silence
trimmed with fear
of being misunderstood
today
your smile made me sit down
when at any other time I would
shuffle off to hide
your voice held me still
and I forgot for a moment
there was nothing else
but the question you asked.
in the gap no wider than a breath
fragile moment balanced
on the edge of glass
I found
my hand reaching
for yours
an invitation
to see through my eyes
tripping over myself
I could not muster
much beyond a fumbled answer
no recovery
lost in crimson
oh how I wish I could have
in that heartbeat
told you
how beautiful you are
and thank you
for noticing
you are perfect in a way I can never tell you
and that is ok.
there is always something lost
in the pinning down
and finding the words
plain enough
to be clear
but instead
I was and am content
to have
stepped silently
through the door
you held open for me
lei fraser 