Transformation in May
When May became the sunshine of my life and who I am,
I knew my soul was touched by this very special man,
A place inside not touched before, a place I didn't know,
A place that only he and I could ever truly go.
The depth of this is frightening for a heart matured and scarred;
This fragile place, with just one word, could be forever marred.
The foreign part of waiting for this love to come to me
Means I must open up my heart and trust and let it be.
The truth that hearts can only feel when doubt is cast aside
Is powerful beyond what I can grasp within my mind.
His eyes, his smile, his voice, and the passion of his presence
Have totally consumed every feeling I possess.
And August dawns, and fear creeps in, and the past decides the path.
But the place won't let the soul let go, so here we are again.
So are we strong enough to love and trust and help each other?
Doubt no longer lingers here. I'll never love another.
September looms and hope returns. My heart is full again,
And I will trust this love I've found until the very end.
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