The smile you wear upon your smile at the thought of my name,
Availing yourself to hear me vent and laugh seems to be your aim.
Do I know you?
The sweet voice who brings me to my senses,
Not disputing or fighting as I bring down my fences.
Have we met before?
Those gentle eyes full of hope, leading my heart to your trusting soul.
Should I have told you?
That I am afraid to let you get to close to me, to let you in and know my fears.
Should I have warned you?
That getting to close would awaken feelings I buried so deep,
Make me hold on to you as if you were mine to keep.
I know who you are
A sweet angel sent to aviliate the pain my mind conjures up in solitude,
I know who you are
God’s hand, gifted with wisdom beyond comprehension to awake our dormant souls.
I think we have met before…
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