Love is strong

Love is strong; it holds us at the foundations, it drives us, forces us into situations we run from. Love is the emotion that you wonder, that is until it is found. A moment, a touch is all worth so much.

Love for me comes in the shape of her, I could but only stare in fear at first, I was scared she may not like me, love me. But I knew I wanted her. Her lips, her taste, her voice. It invited me. When sailors told stories of sirens, they knew nothing of the true reality. I now look one in the face everyday. Her red hair flows and her eyes glitter, no shimmer a radiant blue, the voice she owns is unique. Something I find ringing quietly, melodically at the back of my head. She stole my mind with her touch her words, her emotion and body.

She can have my heart. Because I think wait I know I have hers.