True love
Offers transfiguration
Inviting us
Daring us
Begging us
To stand naked
Before the one
We adore
At the moments we
Fear most we will
Not be heard
Or not be accepted
True love beckons
But it cannot, will not force
It weeps
Over lost chances
But stands firm
When lovers take cover
The shallow breathing
And gentle tears of
True love surround
The hurt ones
And wait as
Only true love
Has the patience
To wait
For another chance.
© Julie Stevens 2003
JULIE ANN STEVENS 