Category : Poems

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Secretly I'm waiting
for that little spark to ignite 
And a great fire to grow from 
that little light. 

Watching and waiting to catch 
a glimmer of hope, 
Looking for time to cross 
over the rope. 

Not as I expected did this 
spark quickly grow, 
But warming my heart I 
was feeling it so. 

Ever so slightly its radiance 
slowly came 
Then looking into your eyes, 
I see it’s the same. 
  
This thing called love now 
hits me by surprise 
As it ever so slowly 
creeps in by disguise. 
  
© Copyright 1999.08.01 by Jean E. Gorney