If Only You Dared
If he reads this, he knows what it is about. Everyone else just gets an immodest peek into my follies. A see-saw of emotions, especially since its history to all but me. I did say I gave him my heart. It begins to appear that I did. One of these days I'll retrieve it?
(sonnet # CCCLXXXIII)
I know I said my heart was yours, yet you
Deigned not to hear. Or if you did, 'twas all