01 August 2011

Inspired (tribute)

I do not know by what power I am made so bold,
or what truth there is that must be told,
but, I know that when I grow old
it is your heart, and your hand, I want to hold.

In my dreams I feel a fire
which burns only brighter as the flames grows higher
I cannot tell which I may require,
but I know in truth my heart's desire.

When I am with you there is only a tree,
I believe, a place intended for you and me.
Though where it is I cannot see,
but I choose not to question the ways of destiny.

To which end I cannot say
or dream what price there is to pay
for the happiness I feel today,
but that it never ends, I pray.

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