Forte is My Weakness

Inspired by the emotion that overcomes one who finds their soul within another person.

My thoughts, my body, 

my soul caved in.

Frantic and frail

my breaths grew thin.

Temperature high 

and blood flowing fast,

heavy was the weight

on my heart, so vast.

So vast I could not move,

But move, need I not.

Calm and tranquility

in that moment, I sought.

As my limbs quit shaking,

my poor emotions battered,

Euphoria lessened,

and my body lay shattered.

Succumbed to deep sleep,

and a romantic abyss,

I dreamt of a man

and the slight touch of a kiss.

He stood beside me,

Our fingers intertwined.

overwhelmed with emotion,

his heart held mine.

I awoke to this reality,

it was not but a dream.

I had fallen in love- a man,

whom I had the highest esteem.

A man so admirable

I fall humble and meek.

Love's forte holds true,

but in his arms I am weak.

Author's Note

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