Love’s Hand
You asked for my hand,
A piece of my heart
A part of me
I didn’t understand
Emotions flowed from the start
But I wasn’t sure who to be
Somehow I was never
Quite able to see
The person you always
Saw in me
You saw beauty
And talent
Love and a friend
For you it wasn’t a sense of duty
Or to appear gallant
It was hard to comprehend
How I could
Have possibly found
As the fairytales say, my true love.
To me it didn’t seem I ever would,
Hear the melody of love’s song
Or to see that white dove
Fluttering in the air,
A bouquet of flowers
In my hand
No more uncertain hours,
Or a need to understand
That my heart now and forever,
Is held in your hand.
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