Began a fascination
A sense of reverence
Grown into admiration
Awe becoming powerful;
As days wax and wane,
Knowing a perplexity
As marvel enfolds
With a jolt of excitement
Bringing splendid wonder; LOVE!


The rain continues,
Dark falls a wetter blanket,
The hill remains safe,
Out there fortune dances round
Choosing other lands to drown.

Thoughts wander afield,
Seek someone on whom to cling,
Becoming muzzy,
Not forthright, confused by night
Needing always goodness, light.

Opening up is
Sharp like polished steel, always
Hard being the one
To reveal the feelings held
So long, lonely, hidden, tight.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

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