Throughout my life
I have ever been confident…
Confident even to that point of
Ignoring danger until death was
Staring me directly in the eye; But
When I feel your presence I become
So bashful that I dare not smile,
And I find myself lowering
My head toward a dark corner
Of my life... so as to not answer
The thousand calls of your heart.
But, I have learned that no dust
Will ever seal our love, and
That even though I might die I will
Wait for you and never lose heart
While standing, silently watching.
Because of the greatness
Of the love in my heart, placed
There mainly because of you,,,,
I wake with tracks of tears on my face…
But knowing the full measure of
The dreams of you. . . there by my side,
And not there. . . that fill my nights
And often my days. . .
I face my mirror each morning with a sigh
And ponder if your human heart
Will blossom in spring, like all other flowers;
And, if I turn too fast around the next corner…
Of this bright flame of love,
That fills both my nights and my days,
Shall there then be only ashes?
I fear to put it to the test but know
That I shall... for my love
And the love I have seen in you...
Shall require it of me.