Just for one moment, late in the night I hear it.
A silent whisper
louder than any sound in the room or outside my window,
pulling at my heart strings,
tearing down the gossamer walls of self control that I think will stop this yearning.
It comes again unbidden
and though I attempt to ignore it
My whole being strains for this one thing
that speaks to my heart
aching to hear it calling me again.
Bound tight to convention and responsibility I close my eyes tight.
Betrayed by the one tear that escapes and slips silently down my cheek.