The One I Love
"The Perfect One"
She is near, this one I love, not far away, but near.
Gracefulness portrays the one I love and adore;
A million degrees of loveliness and beauty describe this one,
Who she is she questions not, she is so dear.
As a butterfly brushes a line in the sky so does my loves eyes.
As a firefly in the night sky, as a ladybug in the mist;
And I follow her, with my eyes and heart aflame,
For not once could I catch this one, except she permit;
In a moment, a trance, or a tender embrace.
Finding a way to be where she is,
Languishing moments of wanting inseparableness;
Her shadow reaching every place I am,
No one standing between, not even in a dream;
But closeness takes all doubts away,
She alone who I truly love.
Why should one doubt what is meant to be, will be;
As much as her heart says to her, then mine will she be.
Stronger love impossible I say, if anyone loves her, I do.
Not to possess, but to have the key, the lock of her heart;
Knowing of each other, thoughts and secrets,
Sharing experience, each other together, nestled inside
For this one I live, for this love I wait;
What life was meant for, her breath with mine,
Her soft gentle touch, her golden curls caressing,
Since knowing this love, all is changed,
Her heart shall I ever let dance on mine,
And who cares, unless it is she?
April 31, 2002
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