all is possible in the pages of a book
story in your eyes offered deep breaths of sweetest air
the obsequious efforts geared to make you look
cavorting extolation to convince you I care
taken in by my words of fancy
you beamed your lovely glance my way
but soon I felt my heart was bending
I then ran out of things to say
except I'm sorry I misled you
with my rotten caddish air
you've found your way inside my armor
now it seems my soul is bare
suddenly, it dawned upon me
I had reached that which I sought
my heart thawing, senses feeling
after all this time, some thought!
the sun came out, my eyes were opened
by some messenger above
my tears soon fell, for I was happy
at long last I found love....