What drew me to her I do not know.
Spirit? Soul? Flesh?
A mystery to me still.
On that day I saw her again for the very first time.
Could this be love at second sight?
That day was bright, my heart was dark.
Her skin was fair, my soul was heavy.
A spark ignited and my spirit soared.
Could this be love at second sight?
The summer passed and fall had come.
My mind wandered still to that that day in June,
When my heart was touched by her lovely smile.
Could this be love at second sight?
As grief passed and courage grew,
I saw her again and then I knew.
That my heart longed to know her heart.
Could this be love at second sight?
Mourning exchanged for joy.
Loneliness turned into happiness.
Feelings I can neither explain nor express.
Could this be love at second sight?
Time goes on and passion grows.
Where we'll go who really knows.
My heart and my mind yet question still:
Could this be love at second sight?
My goodness, on top of everything else, your a poet??? And a "dang" good one too.
ReplyDeleteI know you wife must have been touched at Second Sight!
Oh Bob, thanks for sharing this. I wonder if that's what's happening to me...
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