365 Days of Poetry (Part Four)

Day 157: Feelings I Can't Describe.

There are often days, in which I look at you.
And I trust not my heart, nor my mouth, to speak.
My truest feelings, I keep them locked away.
All around me, I hear the pain of pitied screams.
My very heart, it echoes the gentle stirrings of my soul.
Yet still, I fail to fully understand it all.
When you look at me, with a burning desire in your eyes.
Those are the things I feel, but can't ever describe.