Love Poem: Stand
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Written by: Sandy Schermerhorn

Stand

There stands a woman with the light from the stars flickering in her eyes
Knowing that while she stands there, her life has gone awry

She stands there still with dreams that are all her own
She in that very spot with so much burden upon her yet all so alone

Her wishes are like many are, to have that one man meant only for her to have and to hold
To love her for who she is no matter how young or how old

But love seems to be, for her, taking its very slow sweet time
She is thinking that love can sometimes leave one helpless and blind

Letting go of the one you really love and adore
The one who was the first to say he would love only her forever more

She don't know how to just let go
He is so deep inside her restless soul

If she could make those feelings go away she would
If those emotions would go back down to where they once were, she then would put them 
where she should

But they can't just be turned on and off in a moments given
So by them her heart, soul, and mind is being driven

She does not have any kind of complete control over her own life
She wrestles with the regrets of her past with great strife

They haunt and taunt her every moments with tremendous rife
Her heart and soul are bleeding and love is holding the knife

He is every breath she takes
While her heart forever waits and endlessly breaks

She is left her to wonder just how much will she keep forsaking
With her body trembling and she's unsteady from all the shaking

She hopes for that day, the one where he will again call
She thinks of him in her waking daylight, she thinks of him when the shadow of darkness falls

She stands there at the window now still gazing up at the stars
Loving him constantly praying to have him near, but doing so from afar

Carrying her weight from her world upon her shoulders on her own
Wanting to hold him, yet still all so alone

She then glances in the mirror only to finally clearly see
That woman standing in the very spot is no one other but me