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Ash to Matthew

Poetry
'''Could it be love? 'by Gretta Abigail Constantine''

How do I explain this feeling

that always leaves me breathless?

How can it be so freeing,

while ensnaring all my senses?

It is your eyes that draw me in,

Your smile that makes the thoughts begin.

Could it be love?

Or is it only fantasy?

It's hard to rise above,

to come back to reality.

Thoughts swim around inside my head

they keep my mind awake

But if it's not, then instead,

this heart will surely break.

Your hair is what I've come to see.

when the wind whistles through the trees.

Your laughter always fills my mind

when the sun sets in an amber sky.

In the clouds I see us dancing,

to the beating of ours hearts

As we gaze at each other longing

to never break apart

Could it be love?

I dare not ask for the truth.

For if it's you I'm dreaming of,

then the path will not be smooth.

There will be those who question,

Who second guess, who ask,

my heart points one direction,

my mind to a different task.

If it is love, then I must decide

Do I choose the truth or do I hide?

Take the risk or let it go on by?

Could it be love?

that dominates my mind?

Lying awake every night

Breathless and ensnared

A feeling I had not dared.

Could it be love?