With a Glimpse of His Face

I fell in love with his voice, so confident and even tempered Adored his laughter and the rich tones that floated from his lips And yet I have never glimpsed his face His honesty stole my heart, it's skips beats and melt's at the very thought of him His imagination captured my mind and engaged me entrancingly And yet I have never glimpsed his face His sex appeal is vibrant, coiled, ready to explode, It electrifies me Lustily he seized control of my needs and they yearn to be fulfilled And yet I have never glimpsed his face His friendship means the world to me I crave his attentions, just as he craves my own I dwell in his world and he in mine And yet I have never glimpsed his face I feel his needs as if he is across the room My needs reach to him across the miles And yet I have never glimpsed his face My mind has filled in those blanks I wonder if they are unrealistic I tell myself they do not matter, for I love him so And yet I have never glimpsed his face Until today His picture has arrived I sit staring at it, trying to put all my emotions and feelings for him, to the image that stares back at me Now I have glimpsed his face I sit and wonder if what I have felt for so long, is now gone Gone with the glimpse of a face that silently stares back at me I am left with questions and no answers Is love so dependent on the visual? Can it be more than just physical desire? Can love be truly blind? All of these questions require an answer Simply with the glimpse of his face My happiness is stalled and I search Searching for a way to reconcile my feelings To be able to return that glimpse with all the love that is stored within me