A spark ignites,
bursting into flames
but with the gentle touch
of the sun
on a cool winter day.
Who knew an emotion could be so uplifting,
a freeing sensation
blossoming from an essence of purity.
The seasons came,
the seasons went,
neither one confessing their feelings
which lied dormant.
Then the summer breeze paves the way,
the night sky sparkles
as they are hand in hand.
He hesitates,
his gaze all over the place
as he finds the strength to speak.
His voice shakes
but stands firm with the decision he's taking
to turn this friendship into something
with more meaning.
"I like you."
He declares
under the watch of the moon
and the stars above.
Their cheeks flush bright
as they gaze into each other's eyes.
Neither one says a single word,
for no word imaginable
can describe the journey of their budding love.
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Voiceless (Older Version)
General FictionWhat happens in the dark remains in the dark. What is never voiced will remain unheard. How long will you remain voiceless before it destroys you? ~First published on Textnovel.com~
