"The One"

I’m too shy to tell you that I love you  
  though I’ve loved you from the moment I saw you  
    your smile captivates me.  I can’t help it,  suddenly I’m out of control  
      I try not to think of you and then I see you  
        there I go again looking for my breath, all the air is gone  
           I’m so afraid.  If you touched me, I might burst into flames  
             in your arms I would dissolve  
               you have no idea what you do to me  
                 how can I tell you of my fantasies  
                   would you even care to know  
 
I’m too shy to tell you that I love you  
   such emptiness without the thought of you  
      I could live forever in the beauty of your smile  
         you stood next to me on the train.  I trembled uncontrollably  
            it was as if a garret choked the words still in my throat  
               the train moved sideways and you pressed against me  
                 my heart stopped, the doors opened, and you were gone  
 
Am I too shy to tell you that I love you  
   when next you’re near I will  
     to vaporize right in front of you I probably will  
        but I will have told you everything in those three words  
           my life, my world, the very essence of my being  
             would that be too small  
 
I was too shy to tell you that I love you  
    when next you stood by me on the train  
      the garret tight around my throat the air had gone again  
          your scent made me dizzy, I couldn’t get enough  
            I closed my eyes and tried to breathe again our bodies pressed  
              I felt a steady hand take mine so warm and sure and fine  
                you introduced yourself, I stood there numb, I think I said my name  
                   your card you gave a gift to me, you smiled and then you left  
                      I turned the card and held my breath  
                         I love you is what you penned.

[font=Lucida Sans Unicode,Lucida Grande]You get my space          
my need for distance          
my thought process          
burning early morning ink          
across a wooden table          
until after-light breaks          
         
The creak of a door          
into a whitened vastness          
surrendering to winter          
gravity pulling my age          
from the interlocked          
housing of organics          
         
Yet there is that buck          
dusted with snow          
behind a bare branch          
and the skulk of foxes          
keeping distance          
from my open walk          
         
I can smell the ice          
in the slowing water          
my bones chilled          
in this simple meadow          
where I've retreated          
to offer poetic verse          
to dormant gods          
         
I hear the brush of moccasins          
stepping lightly upon the grass          
with the utmost respect            
daylight stretches into a yawn          
the time of leaving has come          
         
You’ll wrap me in a blanket          
of arms and hold me longer –          
the edge of the forest stirring          
with frigid hunger yearning          
for the taste of warm blood            
         
Smoke rises from your hearth            
the smell of tea and bread          
we'll share before mid-morning          
takes its toll on our schedule          
demands our attention          
         
You’ll lead me to the car          
you warmed yourself          
you’ll open the door          
but won't let me sit      
for another minute          
or two - or ten          
forehead to forehead          
no words; same breath            
         
Isn’t this what life is about          
the sounds of the living walking          
over dirt, chimney soot          
warm and gritty to the senses          
a reflection in a cabin window          
of lovers embraced in belief -          
"Donadagohvi"          
         
Then one left alone, watching    
the other depart, the other reflected    
through the rear-view mirror -          
distance swallowing them both           
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