Poetry For Sunday: Lapse

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Momentary lapses of formidable emotions.
Exuberant joy spread from heart to soul.
Jumping jacks of excitement spring from the body.
Come here. 
Please.
I beg of you.
Just for a moment.
Well, lunch instead.
A longing to see you is an understatement.
Emotion beyond desire.
A chemical equation:
You plus me equals lovely perfection.
Come here. 
Let my lapse of control equal eternity.

Poetry For Sunday: Confidant

Stutter. Confused.
I'm at a loss for words.
I thought we were close. 
You trusted me right?
I trust you.
I thought you could share.
Confide.
Speak the truth to me.
Always.
But no. Everyone else knows.
But me.
You didn't tell me.
Did you fear I would judge?
Why would I judge?
Did you fear I would mock?
I don't mock.
I listen.
I support.
I protect.
I'm not mad at you.
Maybe a little.
But I'll wait.
Wait until you tell me.
I don't want to hear it from others.
I want to hear it from you.
Only you.