Opening Statement to a New Love
Opening statement to a new love.
I have grown to know
you so much more,
then the few precious
hours we'd shared before,
and often I wonder why destiny,
brought someone like you
to someone like me.
what magic caused
your eyes to see,
just me amidst the throng,
what music gently
urged me stay,
and moved my
heart to song. I know that we
may never find,
the love we're searching for,
but rather then
just walking blind,
we've opened up a door.
What lies behind it I can't say,
the paths ahead unknown,
but it's a comfort knowing that,
I'll not walk it alone. I've seen the world
from a spotlit stage,
but I've walked
in gutters too,
I've had countless
friends at every age,
and times when
friends were few,
I've known the
glories of success,
but there're things
I've failed to do,
but one thing's sure
and not a guess,
I like being with you! I don't have much to offer,
as I sit and write this letter,
there are many guys
in this whole world,
who'd probably
suit you better.
And I'd be a liar if I said,
the hurts I've felt before,
aren't keeping me
from telling you,
I'd like to know you more. The three words
that I'd love to say,
to someone as
sweet as you,
I've heard before
in every way,
but meaningful and true.
but do not let
that trouble you,
for I can be content,
if what you seek
is somewhere else,
My time was still well spent. For every moment
that we've shared,
has made my life complete,
and all the loneliness I've had
has fallen to my feet.
I'll give you what I love to give,
to those who touch my heart,
a friendship that will always live,
together or apart. I'll share as many
smiles and laughs,
as this heart of
mine can hold,
with happiness
and tender warmth,
to cheer when
life grows cold.
My shoulder's
there to cry on,
and my poems
are yours to share,
my heart you can rely on,
if you need me I'll be there. My feet will
never wander far,
unless you bid me go,
and my love's a sponge
to soak yours up
should you want
to help it grow.
I don't have wealth
or fortune's grand,
but down to my last dollar,
If you should need
a helping hand
you only have to holler.
Give to me what
you so choose,
with honesty in mind,
and I know we may never lose,
this love we hope to fond.
I guess that's all that I can say,
while standing at love's door,
until the signs along the way,
bid me to tell you more.
© 2009 Matthew Frederick Blowers III