And what shall I say,
for the words do escape
my tongue, running free
from its captivity in
spirited whispers, while
dancing on unseen vapors…
For my heart speaks
silently, sulking without
understanding its inherent
fall from its life of only
one, now embracing something
strange to its world but new
and refreshing, trying to
understand the reason why…
For there are no words
that come freely from
my shy heart to speak to the
love that has been revealed
to me, who has mastered
my feelings, making me
a slave to her living essence…
And I now find moments
that are alive within a wish,
while holding on to a hope
that my tongue may soon be
free from its chains, to
speak poetic phrases that
will find life power to dance
in a pond of happiness…
And I now strike the right note
with the right melody of words
that shall find the single true
path which leads to the heart
of the one I now love, causing
her to sigh deeply in bliss,
while providing a heavenly
light that will radiantly fill those
lovely brown eyes, that have
made my heart a willing slave
to her love.
By Wendell A. Brown
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