The Exception

A Poem by Freeptom

You play on my mind like a looped vinyl disc,
Your words are my new favourite song,
To utter my thoughts, are too great a risk,
For you and for I, for ‘us’, I long,

How can I live leaving great all unsaid,
Dare I wear my heart on my sleeve?
Hands and legs entwined, entangled in bed,
The last I would want to aggrieve,

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I confessed, you are the one, the exception,
Best friends, we are - forever more?
The one to which I pour my affection,
Don't bloom this wound, open and sore,

A soft whisper disregards all my plight,
'Your heart is pounding like the rain',
'Breath with me', soft, you console that night,
In that moment we were the same