Speak

I think of you and speak, and all the poetry I seek
Appears as if from some angelic hand,
I don’t know where to start, and yet with thoughts of you my heart
At last somehow begins to understand.

It’s always been this way, yet I was so afraid to say
The feelings that keep washing over me
The sound of just your name, and I have never been the same
And wondered if it’s something you can see.

It’s somewhere deep inside, and yet it’s something I can’t hide
Especially whenever you’re around,
No matter how I try, I’m so emotional I cry
As if it could be real- this love I’ve found.

I know it always seems, that if we dare believe in dreams
The path we take will lead to such a fall
But even if I’m wrong, my heart will still release this song
To thoughts of you- the reason for it all.

John H. Bidwell