That Moment Of My Silent Fling Poem by Megan Frame

In one dark moment
I began my descent.
I wanted only to love you.
So that was who I'd pursue.

I was so close
I thought I would overdose
on your smile, on your scent.
But wasn't that my original intent?

There, I was so willing,
the thought is oh so chilling.
You could have had me, if you wanted,
And there you stood undaunted.

You held your composure,
as I stood in complete exposure
wishing for nothing but a kiss,
but you denied me that bliss.

So ready to impart,
I offered you my heart.
But you refused,
and I felt bruised.

Now I'm left to wonder,
as I'm torn asunder.

Didn't you feel a thing?
In that moment of my silent fling.