poises itself as a tear.
The excitement in my veins
tingles in my fingers.
Legs ready to run
towards you.
Arms ready to embrace
your intimidating mind.
The feelings outrun
the confines of language.
Logic spills over from
the vessel of reasoning.
Lips want to say much
more than needed but
the words fizzle out.
I am so overwhelmed
by your presence here-
I pant in a language only
you understand but
Slip away in the one
I fail to express.
My pulse becomes
an impatient translator,
beating against the ribs
for a clearer sentence.
My eyes rehearse
confessions in silence,
hoping you will read
what my tongue cannot risk.
The air between us
grows dense with
everything unsaid-
Half-fluent in courage,
Half-exiled in awe.
I stand here carrying
a storm in a cup-
If I step closer,
I might dissolve.
If I stay still,
I might explode.