A Bond To Build

Smells and spells; time spent and wasted. What purpose is this done for? Ingrained images and actions are pasted In our minds to set score. The points are what matter before emotions are felt. It's the risk that we take Because words may not matter nor the perfume to be smelt And we wait, but the bond may not bake. Although, what if it does and flourish and grow To be something set solid in stone? The wonder to be felt and the love that we'll know Will be worthy to keep for our own. Yes! I shall try to laugh and to cry, Riding the waves that you give me. Just keep in mind that my actions imply My passion and will to stay free.