An Unmentioned Intention
If I stopped to qualify the love I felt for you...
You would not feel it as I'd wish you do!
Busy would I be describing emotions meant.
You'd see me in frustrations sent...
Explaining each line of a changing document.
Each time a change occurred,
An amendment scratched...
Attached to blur an unmentioned intention.
Replacing 'that' with yet another fact.
If I stopped to qualify this love for you...
It would keep us distant.
And you would not believe it,
If it goes unknown.
Leaving us to live alone with it not shown!