Creator create and send me a sign
But I find I have misinterpreted them many times
I find that in my faith
I have been hurt in many ways
Reading signs wrong
I land in the same song
And dance
Many be this time, I stand a chance
In a sweet type of romance
Though I worry he might not be bold
He might fall back and do as he is told
Claiming culture
As a way to crush lovers
And honestly, my soul
Is far too old
To escape into secret affairs
Whispers in the air
I worry he might falter
Give this up and could I fault or
Hold him to a standard I know to be true
When I accepted this love, I had a clue
Of what might ensue
When I let him pursue
My heart, I hope he doesn’t tear it apart
To rip open the canvas of my heart
I fear I might lose my passionate spark
Because I love a man who is still in the dark
© Mandie H. Lopera