How I Wish

How I wish you’d come to me,

Not called, not asked — just silently,

As moonlight finds an open door,

And settles softly on the floor.

How I wish you’d hear my heart,

In words too shy to even start,

To read the spaces in between,

Where all my quiet hopes have been.

How I wish I’d find the grace,

To bare my soul, to show my face,

To let my trembling truth be known,

And not be left to stand alone.

How I wish you’d read my eyes,

The unsent letters they disguise,

And know my silence isn’t pride,

But love I’ve kept too deep inside.

My heart — unbound, unchained, untold,

Flows toward you, pure and bold.

How I wish you’d simply see,

The love that longs — to just be.