I speak to you in myriad ways
Yet you do not hear my voice
I touch you, with my darkest desires
Yet you do not feel me in your flesh
I ache for you in my fantasies
Yet you are oblivious of my existence
You will never know
For I can never confess
I will yearn for you
In my silence
And in our distance
What you are to me
Neither I know
Nor would you.
©LR
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