Loves Many Faces

(09/06/11) It was a starry, starry night The north star was shining bright. Her lips as soft as a delicate rose The scent of her filled my nose. As I gently held her face and kissed Her soft luscious lips I was taken into a world of total bliss. How can a man actually feel this way And in her arms he wants to stay. This was like a fairytale coming true And I didn’t know what to do. I know that love plays many roles And has many faces, and may leave Inward scars and yet no traces. I am bewildered and dumbfounded For what I feel and see. How can this be happening to me? This is the kind of love that you read in books And my life and love it has took. They say that men are supposed to be void Of words and expressions such as these But my heart it does please. Women are the lifeline of humanity Without them- where would man be? They are so many things rolled into one They brighten our days like the rising sun. Friends, schoolmates, co-workers Lovers and mothers. So many different hats that they must wear And all of these with us they share. So when a man feels that his is a storybook love Don’t knock it, because it came from above. men have been poets for centuries on end Professing their loves till the bitter end. So why is it that we tend to hide All the feelings that are locked up inside. Why can we not accept the plain fact That when you fall in love, there s no turning back.