Enchanted
He said he loved me before we met
that he loved me in unconsciousness
Now I have loved in many degrees
but this saying remains a mystery.
It begs the question "what love is this"?
Is love not love of character and deed
and all other reasoning remiss?
Love comes easy
I know right off
a beautiful soul
I long to unlock
Attraction is simple but enchantment is rare
It's the substance of love that leaves you aware
One can promise a wealth to hold
but until it's seen it's only fools gold
Unexplainable connections may never end
but to trust ones character enough to depend
that is the key which locks love in
Therein lies loves lasting synonym
If love is not a conscious choice
what voice have deeds to tell
when if by chance enchantments spell
fades with many miles dispelled
So if enchanted I live without
yet find trust in the love I see
greater the blessing to dream awake
than enchanted by the one who sleeps
Copyright © Sarai Virden | Year Posted 2014
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