THE WAY I FEEL

I don’t know you for long, but what I know
Enchants me like a bird’s morning song
I cannot hear the words, but what they say
hangs softly on the hills where I must go

Consoling my heart and hope for the day

when I look deep into your eyes
Hazel and dreamy, I get lost in them

I look at you and think; God, how lucky I am
to be able to spend time with you

All that I am bursts into bloom

Hope my eyes communicate my feelings

Pray my actions speaks the words not spoken

The slight touch relays our longings

My heart pounds with contentment

To love and wanting to be loved