Miranda

Miranda... Tis not truly her name

but, this heart of mine has not been the same

since seeing her the other day

after years have gone by and passed away.

As moisture to the parched desert floor

My heart came to life, my fallen spirit soared

She moved with the grace and the beauty of light

her presence refreshing, her charms a delight.

Her soft, silken skin and radiant eyes

beckon to me like the Greek Siren’s cries.

The taste of her lips once unknown to mine

introduced themselves, the sensation divine.

Miranda, Oh Miranda, what have you done?

You’ve woken my heart and I don’t feel alone.

But, my sweet love, are your feelings the same?

Am I all alone in this passion I claim?

I know you adore me, you’ve said so, it’s true

heartache and pain I don’t want to renew.

But, I can’t keep my heart frozen in time,

Seeking love and care from someone sublime.

Are you here for awhile? Will you go away?

How can I show that I want you to stay,

to hear, touch and love. Oh, Miranda don’t stray.

You’ve captured my heart, please don’t go away.

The answers aren’t clear, all I offer is love.

Tender moments of bliss are what I think of.

Kissing, laughing and stroking your hair

Feeling passion and warmth for the love that we share.