A Calling To the Heart
I couldn’t say if it was a haunting or an enchantment but either way I knew I couldn’t escape it. How or why this was happening I couldn’t say because at the time I seemed to have lost the words it would have taken to explain. Maybe if I were to pick a phrase I might say it was “desire” or love perhaps but lately I can’t be so sure I understand what that is anymore since it all happened. Then again perhaps that in its self was but a mystery designed to envelope my being probably forever. What I saw was a strikingly beautiful face almost beyond my imagination and every time I see it now I realize I am helpless to avoid it and I know now that it will be with me throughout the rest of my days. Now it has become an enchantment that rushes to my mind from the pounding of my each and every heartbeat every time I see it. And even though my soul may sorely regret that this could be little more than a fairy tale most likely never realized even so it seems to serve me now as an embossment in my mind that will help to carry me through and that is a gift I could never be unappreciative of.
Copyright © Leonard Taormina | Year Posted 2014
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