Wallflower

Once again I've become I wallflower. 
Watching, waiting but never speaking.
Once again I've become a wallflower, 
for the second time but for the first time in years.
While the first time I was afraid to speak, this time around I'm not allowed to.
Confined by the rules and expectations of society.
Yet I am tangled in these feelings and enticed by my desire.
Watching you from afar and I know you see me too.
Yet, neither of us will ever speak the truth.
My heart is racing, my head is spinning and I know, I know
that I have met you before, not here but there.
And I can see it in your eyes, the depths of your soul.
It kills me entirely that to you I can't confess,
These words trapped behind my lips, this feeling in my chest.
As I walk through the door there you are watching, and waiting but never speaking.
You've become a wallflower and it is I that you are seeking.
Confined by the rules and expectations of religion.
Yet you are trapped inside your mind and enticed with desire.
Yet  neither of us will ever feed the fire.
We will never free ourselves and indulge in the passion hiding in our souls,
because we are tied to two different poles.
There we sit staring across the room, staring at each other.
Wallflowers.
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