What words could be said

As they transmitted through my head.

You wanted a fresh start

I just needed a beating heart

A loving touch

That I could feel as such.

As such it was

Because. . . . . . .

Love wants honesty

But can’t handle the ‘True’

When the truth shatters the illusion

Of perfection.

I would let you look through me

But you wouldn’t like what you see

Love walks a fine line

Can change over night

Never claim it as mine

Seen by the morning sunlight.

Love wants honesty

But can’t handle the ‘True’

When the truth shatters the illusion

Of perfection.

Love is softly sealed

  . . . .is rushing to the ageless

  . . . .is a kiss way delicious

  . . . .believe my heartbeat.

 . . . .when will the two meet?

. . . . and believe

. . . . in each other

Nothing else.

DWB ©2009