Bliss by Raven Hawk
Oh, how I ache for you.
I see you there,
across the room – with her.
You call to me
without a word.
I avoid you.
Circling the edge of the party,
there is casual conversation and meaningless words.
I only care for you.
I only came for you,
but I stay away because
you are not mine.
You are hers,
and if I were to hold you now,
to even be close enough to touch –
I might behave disgracefully.
The time has come.
The toast.
The cheers.
I debate if I dare,
Then I take a slice
After all – how can I refuse
Chocolate Cake
Ink Well My Raven Quill 