CONFESSION

Love cast a spell on me    
An undefined masculinity charm portion  
Few and far between but a single entity    
Claimed upon by another and yet burns in my heart    
    
A sweet-bitter feeling    
suffered my heart, the thought of you    
Old-fashioned tears soaked my bed,    
as I rested my inviting fatigue body    
Dead I am but half alive in love    
   
In a hopeless quagmire    
my heart grieved in disbelieve    
and wallowed for doom to settle    
A safe haven it shall be    
To love and to be loved    
for that which is true is true    
   
My Habibi, allow me to fill in the blanks    
A romantic soothing it shall be to my heart
to gracefully enjoy its youthful moments
until another comes by    
   
Many things I have learned    
but a single remains stubborn    
to fight and to win    
my beloved, my trophy    
T.L.T.H