Perception Of Love Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

It's not right,
That I find I am fighting...
Sleep at night.
Perplexed...
By your perception of love.

And I lay seeking...
With wishes to meet,
Your unspoken expectations.
It's not right.

It's not right,
That I keep reaching to heights.
Thinking I might be able to represent,
What I believe is meant...
When given your silent treatment.

I ask of you what is on your mind?
And each time you reply, 'Nothing.'
But my feelings do not lie.
There is something in you from me you hide.
And this you deny.

When it comes time for you to leave,
I get a hug without a squeeze.
And a distant kiss...
Far from passionate.

Is this the last time I will see you anymore?
Those thoughts race through my mind...
As I take a peek at you,
Walking away from my closing door.

It's not right,
That I find I am fighting...
Sleep at night.
Perplexed...
By your perception of love.

Or is that my perception that over re-acts.
As I am left...
Feeling a hopelessness without a single fact.
'Do you love me? ' I think to myself as I wish.
And maybe yours is not admitted...
Because you are just too afraid to know it.
And my willingness to show mine,
Has blinded you.

Yeah...
That's what it is.
I've made you too afraid to know it!

Whew!
Yeah.
That's what it is.
I've made you too afraid to know it!
Too afraid to show it,
Yet.
What a relief.