Our Plea: Signed by my Beloved and Me

I am terrified to know,
That we are denied any ownership,
Of our story, when we tell it!

My dearest story, can't I see you anymore,
Though we played hide and seek.
Do I lose your colour and smell,
That my skin touched  in cold and warm?

Can this be fair to my secret pleasure,
As this 'Reality Principle' ever active over me?
If I grieve you now, it's not a farewell,
For you live beyond my reach, deep inside my bones.

To my onlookers and audience,
A word of caution with a plea of love!
When we tell our untold stories,
And you sit as judge to dissect our lines,
You may hear its cry on your walls,
Of your heart, if you give it life.

There is love like an ocean,
Pain like our earth,
Laughter to the moon and stars,
But a bit of darkness and silence
That we can't escape!

For you, Signed by my Beloved and Me!