I was thinking of all the people in the world that are unhappy because they're not with someone right now or are waiting for true love and it made me think of whether I actually believe there is such a thing as soulmates, true love, happily ever after. i guess i'm more of a 'live in the moment' woman right now. And so i penned a little rhyme. It's not that I don't believe in love but more that I believe it evolves and changes as we change-so how could 'one' person love us through all of our different metamorphisis...
Can I give you forever? Would you want me to try?
Or a moment of bliss that's gone with a sigh?
Quiet talks and warm cuddling; an embrace & a kiss
I could give for a lifetime,
but must first ask you this...
Without understanding my passions and pains
would you still love me knowing there's nothing to gain?
I can't make you happy though I can share in your joy,
stand beside you & with you, share life's heartaches and chores.
I've no answers to give you, no lessons to teach
and the goals that you strive for will be yours to reach.
Could you still give me forever? Would you still want to try?
Because knowing myself- I have to ask, Why?
I'm a work still in progress & far from the end.
I'll be the greatest of lovers & the truest of friends.
But I'll also be selfish, thoughtless & rude.
I'll be depressed for no reason & wake up in a mood.
I won't always share feelings or ask for your help,
and though I do want you with me- I'd be fine by myself.
I could love you for an hour, one lifetime, or one night.
If I can wear all these faces-then which one is right?
And which would you choose? Which of ME would you like
if I won't be your everything or just be your wife?
Two halves of a whole may have worked 'way back when'
but these days there's a Universe in each woman & man.
And too much of me may be too much for you.
I'll change & I'll grow, become someone different,
-It's true.
Will you still love me then? Because change...
So will you.




I love your poem! I have never been in love, and I feel like I am in the center of a see-saw. Your poem wraps my fears in a nice little package with a big red bow! Thanks for sharing!
~*erindarkly yours,
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