With a Glimpse of His Face
I fell in love with his voice, so confident and
even tempered
Adored his laughter and the rich tones that floated
from his lips
And yet I have never glimpsed his face
His honesty stole my heart, it's skips beats and
melt's at the very thought of him
His imagination captured my mind and engaged me entrancingly
And yet I have never glimpsed his face
His sex appeal is vibrant, coiled, ready to explode,
It electrifies me
Lustily he seized control of my needs and they yearn
to be fulfilled
And yet I have never glimpsed his face
His friendship means the world to me
I crave his attentions, just as he craves my own
I dwell in his world and he in mine
And yet I have never glimpsed his face
I feel his needs as if he is across the room
My needs reach to him across the miles
And yet I have never glimpsed his face
My mind has filled in those blanks
I wonder if they are unrealistic
I tell myself they do not matter, for I love him so
And yet I have never glimpsed his face
Until today
His picture has arrived
I sit staring at it, trying to put all my emotions
and feelings for him, to the image that stares back at me
Now I have glimpsed his face
I sit and wonder if what I have felt for so long, is now gone
Gone with the glimpse of a face that silently stares back at me
I am left with questions and no answers
Is love so dependent on the visual?
Can it be more than just physical desire?
Can love be truly blind?
All of these questions require an answer
Simply with the glimpse of his face
My happiness is stalled and I search
Searching for a way to reconcile my feelings
To be able to return that glimpse with all the
love that is stored within me
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