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| Will I be forever searching? Will I constantly strive to find... Someone to fill my life with bliss? Or sadder still...Will I be left old, and lonely, Loveless... and forgotten in the dark? I have looked for many years... To see in another's eyes, the burning passion. To see a longing that delights the soul. To feel that sensuous, erotic touch, And the caress of serene tranquility. In my youth, I have held for a fleeting instant, That bright red flaming of my heart. I looked into my young love's eyes and viewed myself mirrored. But the link was too fragile, and the image shattered, Leaving pieces never to be recovered. False illusions have trapped me also. I have known the searing pain of deceit. I have held out my heart for another to hold, And he cast it away, tore it apart, Then laughed at my loss... This pain will not daunt me, though it is my companion. It walks with me wherever I go. It has no power over me, I will block it away, Only to face it in a time yet to come. For at this hour I wish to be complete, a part of a whole. I believe I have discovered what could be, the love of my life. I do not know when, only that I hope we will be... When we meet, we will know one another. Our first embrace will be as sweet as a heady wine. What we want, and what we need, will have clarity. In that moment we will be one, never alone again. Two people brought together in search of happiness. All our disappointments and hurts forgotten... Erased in this rush of love that will fuse us together, Holding us tight, and capturing us for a lifetime. I lay awake thinking...Sleep does not come. In its place, are multitudes of thoughts...some worries. You seem so self assured, both strong and sensually soft. Your words to me are melodious and have captured my heart. Can I or should I abandon my strict senses? Do I say yes? Could you love me like no other? Would you comfort me, and keep me safe? There is no measure for the amount of love I could feel for you. Please let me love you, give me time to find my way to you. If this can be, it will carry us forward through many years to come. I Promise, Charlotte |
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