Is She the One?
Is she the one? I've been asking myself this same question for awhile,
And as I express my confession, I can't help but smile....
Is she the one? If not, then why is she the first thing on my mind when I wake?
Or why do i think our love is so well defined, that she must be a mistake?!
Is she the one? If not, then why when she's around my skin's warm like sunshine?
Or why does her delicate hand fit so perfectly in mine?
Is she the one? If not, then why does my heart hammer in my chest like this?
Why do I ache when we're apart because I can't taste her kiss?
Is she the one? If not, why do I eagerly, and attentively listen when she speaks to me?
Or why do I make sure my poetry is noticeably written so passionately?
Is she the one? If not, then why do I think of her so much, I see her in my minds eye?
Or why do I literally crave her touch, and will fight for her love like a samurai?!
Is she the one? If not then why do I feel possessed like I'm under her spell?
Or why do I feel a longing in my chest when I inhale her intoxicating smell?
Is she the one? I think from the start my heart already knew!
Because without a doubt, inside and out, you're a canvas of art, that's why I chose you!!
*Wrote strictly for Tavarus M. Moreland's contest "Is she the one"......
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