Thursday, November 12, 2009

CANDLELIGHT

Can the truth be so real as we sit across
from each other and our eyes touch?

All hope of love rushes in
as a heartbeat on fire, yes, so much.

Nobody is on our minds except us two;
my hands touch hers, so soft.

Dancing to the flickering light her eyes do,
a teardrop falls, I am not that tough.

Letting the music flow through our bodies,
I know my love is gentle, yet strong in thought.

Each letter of forever is all I sense here,
she was always the one I sought.

Letting our lips meet is a passion long forgotten,
her fingers wipe my face of tears.

I have no words for what stirs inside, deep
in my heart, when she says forget your fears.

Getting that last deep breath out I do, the dim light
catches the sparkle of the ring I have out.

How does the fear of love feel so sad to me?
Of course she said yes, without a doubt.

Time had been so long looking, hoping,
wishing, was as being done from a long bout.

One of my many love poems.

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