If lonesome had a name So strong are the words left unspoken So many nights I still lay awake thinking There must be a reason my pride.....fear....sense gets the best of me Will this be worth it in the end? Succumbing to emotions can never happen Feelings are out of the question But....... Sometimes I long for your grasp.....your gaze.....tender stroke on my delicate skin......soft pressure on my lips........subtle vulnerability of your hand placed in mine. Then I come to my sensible being, tell myself its better this way Because something won't let u be ready........affectionate......emotional......mine, nor I But oh how I long for you in my night.........day.......dreams.........heart........soul If lonesome had a name