In Love

I am in Love
My breath seems to stop
when I see his name
My eyes go soft
When I read his poem
I am so in Love
I cant seem to stop
Reading what he has
written
and shared

I am in Love
With him, his name
whispered in my heart
Like an angel above
He seems to come
in the heat of the night
and in the rays of dawn
Alas all in waking moments

I am in Love
With him, this stranger
with his body as a man
with his soul as a poet
with his mind as a thinker
I am so in Love
I wish I could die
and suffer these pangs no more

I am so in Love
But I know he will be a stranger
until sand can be counted
and breaths can be weighed
He will never know
How much he is loved
hands untouched
hearts unshared
love unexpressed

Always I will love him
the first to say kind words
the first not to judge
Just loving him
Is a beauty uncomplicated
by lustful wants
but should that avail
itself, I will let him know
that he has been loved

Alas, I am but a name to him
a jester, a knave, a clown
who seek to entertain
wearing a smile
with tear-drops from the eye
Its just me
I am in Love