The Power Within

A morning kiss touches my cheeks So sweet and kind that no one can resist It’s a lovely gesture, a beautiful touch And I would cherish it. Beyond this reach that comes to fore May unfold its innermost call That’s pretty sure “I love you” And I swear without fear or shame. Count on me dear me! It’s etched deep down the core And its desire for a committed search can mirror the eyes of my faith. I may continue moving like a boat It follows the blow of the wind My heart that never stops like this refuses not to tell, the beauty and truth of myself. Words chosen from poets and prophets Are assertions that likewise cling to mine, More poignant and universally felt This avowed experience of love in me.