Wednesday, March 30, 2005

Unsure

Walking up to the door with fright,

Not knowing what to expect tonight.

Only to see you’re wondrous glow,

B’neath the moon, the world goes slow.

The door opens with shadows in the way,

The light creeps in, my breath runs away.

There you stood shining radiantly,

So hard to believe how this all came to be.

But when my lips moved to speak,

An inaudible gasp replaced my speech.

With a resounding sigh, my chest would heave.

Gathering strength, I felt certainty leave.

Many words ran circles in my head,

With sweaty palms and my eloquence dead.

Never had I been met by a fear so pure.

A fear so certain, that I’m unsure.

But when she came and held my hand,

I felt a freedom as infinite as sand.

For in her touch I found eloquence,

Without words, we spoke in silence.

Till this day, I would never forget.

That single day our lives met.

I squeeze her hand before I sleep,

she has my heart to care and keep.