Some Old Love Poem…
The challenge is: what to do?
It’s my desire to know you.
In many ways we’re not alike.
But, who’s the same?
Humanity, it seems to me,
Is based on varying complexities.
And, though we’re different, and not the same
I feel I need to know you; of that I have no shame.
For how I feel, it’s what I am –
A little unusual, but I don’t give a damn!
I care for you, and don’t know why
I feel overwhelmed when I see your sight.
You confuse me in so many ways –
When in your presence I feel dazed.
All of you that I don’t know:
I hope, and wish, and dream you’ll show
To me, some day, somewhere, somehow.
Whenever in time, it doesn’t have to be now.
Why do I care? I’m a lover of beauty.
You’re the personification of all that it should be.
You are the epitome of perfection itself –
From my point of view, at least, that’s what I see.
Your grace and your elegance simply amaze me.