Threads of sincerity entwined with curiosity

Leading me down a haunted road

Pointing in the direction of your heart

Where I have decided to make my home

 

Please don’t think me crude

For I have not taken your tenderness for granted

Yet the cause for cessation is too late

As the seeds of love have already been planted…

 

Into my veins whilst I lay softly asleep;

Was it Cupid’s arrow that pierced me

Or a love bug’s venomous bite

From which I will reap?

 

Whatever it may be is

Swimming beneath the surface of my skin

Awakening my mind to the sensations

That lay subdued therein

 

Waiting, ever waiting

For the sweetness that causes

Love again to be revived

The sweetness without which

I do not think I could survive