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The Tale

I love him, I love him not

In this place I am caught

The feelings surreal, emotions true,

But I’m still thinking of you.

I know that we’re wrong and maybe you’re right

‘Cuz he’s not the one I’m wanting tonight.

I’m looking at him and dreaming of you

Totally lost on what to do…

To know your mind, to taste your kiss

These temptations I don’t want to resist…

Your eyes they glow and talk to me

So I may know what I can’t see

Your soft voice and gentle hand

All parts of my ‘perfect’ man.

My love I dreamed of this so real

But now I think it’s time to chill

‘Cuz I won’t break it off with him

No taken chances, no caught on whim…

My foolishness is now possessing

And these thoughts are now distressing.

I wish I knew just what to do

And I might with help from you…

Tell me what you feel inside

Take me on that per’lous ride

Through your heart and through your mind

Deep in you I know I’ll find

The honest truth and what to do

Although these answers I already knew,

Try new things and live my life?

Or stay with old and live in strife…

The choice is mine

To make in time

Which path to walk, which road to choose

I wish I knew which one to ruse

I want the one that brings joy o’erflowing

But I must choose without ever knowing.

Either road would turn out right

As long as I don’t feel contrite

And regret what had been done

The chosen road would be the perfect one.

This poem and all poems linked to this site are property of Heather Love. ©2003

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