Falling
I thought I did not love him,
I had buried it deep inside,
It boils to the surface,
with no'where left to hide.
I have tried to ignore it,
Tried so hard to leave,
Yet I am drawn to him,
Caught in the web we weave,
The gentle touch of his hand,
That feeling so divine,
I am falling, I cannot stop,
His heart has melted mine,
The veil now has lifted,
His true heart revealed,
And I am safe in his arms,
As my heart is finally healed.
Copyright © Rachel Aylott | Year Posted 2014
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