The voice of feelings begins to speak

Pauses

Draws a breath

The floodgates open
A glacier of emotion at first
Then a tsunami of confession

An aria of secret looks
A hymn of hidden glances
A ballad of moments when something was almost said
An ode to guilt harbored for lost time
An anthem for nights spent crying into pillows
A nocturne of discovery and realization
A song of acceptance, and of love at last
You sing to me…

No; I’m just kidding

That would never happen