Love Will Come Again
For now, love is not my path,
At this very moment,
I don’t need a man to make me happy.
I don’t need to love someone,
Until I learn what love truly is.
Sometimes, I do get lonely,
Sometimes, I wonder,
If someone will love me;
If I will find my true love;
Of if he will find me.
Someday, I will let him in my heart,
Whoever he may be.
I will give my to him,
And let him behold my treasure again.
Until I fall under that spell,
For now, my guard will be high,
I will protect my treasure,
And will not open my prized possession,
For no man,
Until I am ready to fall in love again,
And that true love,
My prince charming,
Will come and find me…
Copyright © Chelsea Zayas | Year Posted 2017
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