You are never going to ask

You are never going to ask,
but how I wish you would, that,
where I am always entangled
where I am lost in thought
so that I can come to you
and whisper in your ears
that am lost in my thoughts
which are entangled in your hair
I hold each strand one by one
admiring the beauty it holds
each same and yet so different
each beautiful by radiance
that emanates from your heart
I touch one, I am entangled
then I see another, i touch
and I get caught in it
willingly entrapped in those
close to you, close to your soul
Ah that heaven that exists
in my thoughts, in dreams
and yet I am so distant, far
so far, that even my voice
dies, before it reaches your shore
I hear the waves going away
lost in the seas far, in ocean
but I have not heard the waves
roaring and coming my way
I don't hear with them
your voice that comes this way
and I await with a hope then
that you will come this way
hoping that you will ask
knowing fully well, that
You are never going to ask