The One
The One
I was afraid I had lost him
the one who holds my heart
like a muse he inspires me
in my writing and in my art
I've often dreamt about him
the man without a face
a stranger I hadn't met yet
but whose existence I could not erase
he is the one my only one
the dream I can't let go of
he is the one my only one
my love for him is all I am sure of
although I know he is there
I can't even touch him
torturing me with his absence
like a ghost I'm not allowed to see him
come over here and be with me
let me show him my love
each day I spend without him
beats down on my heart like a drum
he is the one my only one
the dream I can't let go of
he is the one my only one
my love for him is all I am sure of
if I could get another chance
I'd promise not to run
his love is essential for my life
just like the light from the sun
I wish he didn't fear me
or my love or whatever it is
because I would be loyal to him forever
devoting my life only to him
Copyright © Evelyn Jones | Year Posted 2011
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