Foolishness
a poem of loss, longing and hope for love
I once thought I knew
a name, a face, and love that was true.
I once thought I knew,
friendship. It would last forever.
I once thought I knew
a good man, myself, honest and true.
I once hoped to see Her face.
I once hoped it was for real.
I once thought you can't steal
a heart, without giving.
I was wrong.
Or was I?
I cannot answer.
And what remains
are questions
I cannot answer.
I fear; I am afraid.
I want to hold, and to be held.
I want hearts to meld.
I want to be true.
I want to be good.
I almost cry,
I often sigh.
I still dream,
I still hope
For love, somewhere, someone is hoping too.
I pray we meet, we speak,
hold hands,
kiss.
What foolishness is this?