The Years Have Past
My Wounds Still There
A New Die Is Cast
But Do I Dare
Wanting, Longing, Needing More
These Thoughts Are So Confusing
I Wish I Knew What Was In Store
At Times Somewhat Amusing
Slowly, Gently Upon Thin Ice
I Use A Cautious Pace
Memories Of Things Oh So Nice
Dreaming To Reach That Place
A Glance, A Smile, A Salutation
Feelings Paired With Nervousness
Days, Weeks, An Invitation
Our Evening Sealed With A Kiss
Like A Child, I Trust And Begin To Let Go
Emotions Spinning Into A Trance
Reminding Myself To Take It Slow
I Open Up For Another Chance
Happiness, Warmth, Will It Be Now
Patience And Time Will Tell
Hoping, Not Expecting; Whatever Will Allow
A Splash In The Wishing Well