Unspokens Poem by grace mariner

Oh to hear those words melting into my ear, dripping and oozing down into my brain like honey!
My heart is crushed like a berry for the lack of hearing it.
We skip and dance around the word, neither one daring to reveal it.
One for the fear of it, the other for the lack of it.
I am done and undone.
I am ecstatic and mournful.
I am here and there.
I am all and I am nothing.
Your presence in my world makes me labile because of my fear.
Here today and gone tomorrow, either you or me.