That of love

When did I ever stop to look,
To find you ahead all this time,
To drift straight past the dangling hook,
To never know your feelings; the same as mine,

So long where the days we spent apart,
Though I darent tell you I needed you most,
So there I lay cradling my weeping heart,
Begging you to return, to hold you close,

When the bless'd day did come,
That you called me home with sweet refrain,
A new rhythm my heart did strum,
it beat with joy, through the sea of pain,

Now with all those lifeless words, that mean to me, nothing new
My honest ears only plead to hear those three words,
I
Love
You


A piece by Jasmine Lewis-Humphrey