~ My Questioned Love ~

You ask me if my love is real and how do I know.
This is how I feel and my love for you will only grow.
My every thoughts are directed at only you,
and when we are together my heart sings anew.

I feel it in my fingers, I feel it in my toes,
It's written on the wind that's everywhere I go.
I see your face before me in everything I do,
You gave your promise to me and I gave mine to you.

The minutes seem like hours when you're away,
and alone the hours are as long as days.
I wait and watch hopefully for your return,
with a longing in my heart that deeply burns.

How must I prove my love to you again,
I come to you with open arms and my heart in my hand.
Others may offer more but I give to you my all,
Love me for what I am, and never make me feel small.
 

R. Brent
© 2003 used with permission
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