Falling (OctPoWriMo #4)

I want to say exactly how I feel
I fall into your eyes each time we meet
But how can I be sure that love is real?
No one can know when love might come to call
When it’s not true, it hurts so much to fall
Is this shiver from love or just a chill?
And how do I account for all the heat?
I want to say exactly how I feel
I must remind myself each time to breathe
No need to make myself faint dead away
My heart will judge and I may not appeal
Is it too late for me to call retreat?
But how can I be sure that love is real?
I am too old to play this game again
If we both lose, will you still call me friend?
I want to say exactly how I feel
At least to try before I call defeat
And take my heart away somewhere to heal
If I can push and then drop back and pass
Will you make the catch and finish the play?
We could both pledge the other’s life to fill
And then forever woo with words so sweet
But how can I be sure that love is real?
Before I totally let go the wheel
Before I make my surrender complete
I want to say exactly how I feel
But how can I be sure that love is real?
Today’s OctPoWriMo offering is in the style of Gra Reformata, sweated over all morning and into the afternoon from the prompts: falling, breathe, fearless
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