Treasure Island

Tin Mouse


My Confession To You


I have a confession to make,
But I don't know if you'll,
Feel the same way too,
But the only way to get rid,
Of this burning desire is to tell you my confession,

My confession is,
Something that is always racing in my mind,
Like a horse that can never be tamed,
And never won over,
But then you always were to tame the beast inside me,

I never wanted to be your friend,
Or sister, or mother,
Or aunt, or niece,
I always wanted to be more than that,
And this is my confession,

My confession is my burning soul,
I want to be your lover,
And nothing more,
This is my confession,
I hope you understand,

My confession is a bird,
That's learning to,
Spread her wings for the very first time,
In a way of leap,
And the faith that overcomes the sky,

My confession is my heart that connects to yours,
And my love for you has never been astray,
Even when we where far apart,
My heart would always land next to you,
I Hope You Understand My Confession To You! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Submitted: Thursday, March 15, 2012

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  • Jay Gandhi (3/15/2012 12:18:00 PM)

    my confession is that this is a very good poem

    Do read my poem when you get time (Report) Reply

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