Expectations could not have prepared you.
Stories of romance pale in comparison.
Dreams of a lover yet unknown,
Proved to be inaccurate predictions.
Of the love you would find within them.
Of the fit carved for you alone.
You once thought your wait gainless,
Like expecting warmth of fresh snow.
Then one day you meet,
And finally gain access to the hidden…
In rapture at the sound of their voice,
Inspired and changed by the words they speak.
Renewed by the merging of souls,
Spending each moment reveling in the mystique.
Sometimes love is born of their eyes,
Guiding your focus to their soul
Where You dive in to that place of safety,
You never thought you’d know.
Hearts join among mirrored languages.
Dangling from conversational vines.
One hand free yet longingly reaching,
Identities intact, yet aligned.
And at one time, love you were lacking
Until the dream became real…
Dreams build anticipation, cause striving.
Based on lyrics developed in our hearts over time.
Lyrics, chalk-written by experience and changeable,
To reflect the truths we ultimately find.
What life unveils, and what we accept,
Each decision leading to or from loves’ door.
Blind leaps and gentle courting,
Living secure in the insecure.
Love unites minds and hearts.
Inspires emotions varied as shifting sands.
Hold tight to the love you know or desire.
Firm, in a flexible stance.