Wisdom

I may not have the words of passion
Or the thoughts to ignite love
But I carry the character to detest
Any man that a woman would shove.

I was raised with the values
To cherish the lady so fair
Always longing to gently touch
From skin to each strand of hair.

I know that there is someone
That in time will come to my sight
One that will brighten my daylight
And warm my heart every night.

I don’t know how it will unfold
Or if in my days I will find
That woman that I dream of
The one that invades even my mind.

I look and I read and I follow
The thoughts that are shared each day
I know they are flirts and teases
But maybe she’ll pass by and stay.

I dream and I ponder
The thoughts and dreams – each part
And look for her when possible
So that maybe I’ll share my heart.

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About graypoet

Just one that at times puts the words to the page and lets them fall as they might.
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