My Story
I have a story that
Begins in
Innocence and
Grows with
Each day that
Passes
I have a story that
I have told in
Shadows in
Secret in
Stuttering voice I
Have spoken these
Words again and
Again
I have shared in
Intimate moments the
Tender tears of
My past
The hoped and
Fears of
My future the
Blazing truth of
My dreams and
Ambition
I have shed my
Skin for many and
Tonight I give it to
You alone
I will open my
Book and
Read from my
Pages and
Watch your
Eyes fixate on my
Lips as I
Tell this story for
The last time
I will give it
To you alone
In friendship and
In love but
As I
Look around
Your name has yet
To cross my lips
Your face has yet
To pass my way and
You are but
The Dream I
Am creating
You are
A part of
My story
Written in
The future
Given in
The past as I
Will wait to
Tell my
Tale once more
My story
Started without
Words to
Share and
It will end
Looking deep into
Your eyes and
Knowing it
Will be told in
The silence of
A kiss—
I have
No more to
Say than
This
CL Jan 2009
