Sunday, November 21, 2010

He.

When we danced,
Passion led our feet,
Fire fueled our souls,
And the music gave us strength.

When he took me by my hand,
He took with him my life,
Gently controlling each move,
We moved swiftly yet gracefully.

When Chopin played his finest,
We were both lost in our own world,
When my eyes met his,
There was no one else.

Under the moon that shined brightly,
He placed his arms around me,
My head on his chest,
Feeling his steady heartbeat,
The heart that loved me dearly,
That was the right moment,
I knew then,
This man loved me.

And I was to return this love,
I was to return the security he gave me,
He who showed me I could love again,
Despite what seemes to have failed,
He showed me that love is as at is.

He took fear from my heart,
The fear I had to love again.
He placed love in my heart,
A love that was supressed.

He let me love him,
He loved me.

And so we danced,
Knowing that this is the right thing,
Knowing that tomorrow will come,
And that tomorrow he will be with me.

And as the music ended,
The sun rose to its glory.

And as we took our last steps to finish the waltz,
He turned to me and said,
"Forevermore"
To which I replied,
"Forever is a long time"
And he said
"Let it be"
And so it was..
Our forevermore.