The Unspoken

It's the urge in your soul,
 When your mouth waters,
 Wanting to consume
 That which you've only tasted
 But to gobble brings guilt
 To starve brings stress
 And relief brings regret

 It's the moment you want to cry
 But you can't quite find the topic of your tears
 So you just sigh
 And softly, silently
 Implode

 It's the pull you feel
 To do things you can't explain
 Just yet
 And then you realize
 You're only dancing
 Into the gravity strings of the Universe

 It's the goodbye your eyes whisper
 To the wee hours
 When the magic colors fade
 The sun comes up, bringing daylight
 And morning
 Says a lingering goodnight...

 It's the Unspoken...
 That which calls your name
 From no particular direction
 Gives you a kiss
 And sends you off to school
 To face the bullies of the new day.

c.  2001

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