The Moment of Truth – Is it Really Love?

Oh to be the one that fills the air with comfort, contentment and joy
Alas, he does not realize the power, influence and persuasion he does employ

His presence is my source of strength, if only I could show him, tell him, help him feel as I
To have those words uttered by his soft lips would, in an instant, stop my heart and I should start to fly

Once I felt as though I would be stronger on my own, a bolder, better woman of freedom
A man could not control, hold back, retain or otherwise slow me down, I have to remain driven

One soft, crooked smile with a gentle twinkle in his eye and a touch that could melt gold
I was taken as if a wind had picked me up and swept me into a fantasy of old

When did it change and how did I get to this unfamiliar place of love and romance and splendor
Was I not alert and did I not keep my senses so as to not fall into this place of danger

Oh how strong the pull my heart has on me, control it I cannot for it is a force beyond my ability
Dare I say that it has moved beyond a whimsical romance and perhaps it could be, he really does love me


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