A figment of your imagination of what Love is,
What do we really love, what do we hold most dear
I wonder if the answer changes if another was to appear
To repeat those words that we all want to hear,
"I Love You",
Never have three words carried so much weight, so much impact,
Never have three words cause destinies to rise,
And hearts sail away on glorious bliss.
"I Love You",
These words are no longer mere words,
As they are intended to share,
Carrying passions that can never be truly be portrayed.
A rarity said too often, yet never looses it's meaning,
Long lasting as often as repeated,
Things used often, easily loose value,
Yet Love works contrary to the world, to do what's necessary.
My thoughts constantly probe the depths of my soul,
In the hopes that when uttered, those words hold true,
For the passion of those words cross earth and seas,
Move mountains just to bring you closer to me.
And please come to me, Love,
Let those words flow from me, let me say them freely,
For distance is no object, as potential lies in everything and every man.
To seek the best of every man
Will I, can I ever this goal,
As potential abounds,
but provokes me on what's left undone,
And days now slips away, like one who dines and refuses to pay.
Doubt dash away, do not seek my door,
As the day remains her promises will be kept,
If I were to leave, it's fruit I will never see,
So hide behind your feelings, I'll hide behind my own,
Because this is the first time I won't let you go,
Holding to the moment that we could exist,
No birthday candles to blow, no miss placed wish,
But if I wish, it will not go astray,
It would be the hope of finding your Love,
Knowing there's a promise some miss,
But that is the promise left for tomorrow to keep.
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