Monday, March 21, 2011

inthisplace


She stood at the door with fear.

It was the door that she thought she'd never get near.

Feeling overwhelmed...head spinning, heart flushed

Things were going fast and her blood rushed.

She had always told herself..."Never trust no man."

You don't wanna leave your fate in someone else's hand.

But he is different. He's one of a kind

A gentle caring man...who stayed on her mind

With him, she didn't have to play any games

She loved the the way he played in her hair and whispered her name

Now she finds her self in this place

You know that place...when she sees his face

So now she stands in front of door of love.

Not that fake love...but that REAL LOVE.

That love that makes you look in the sky and wonder why

You know...that love that will make you cry.

She's afraid to walk through the door

She knows not for what she's in store

She loves being in this place

Her feelings are written all over her face.

In her mind, there's no other man for her to find

Can she open the door and lay her heart on the line?

6 comments:

BorednTalkative said...

That was wonderful. Very beautiful.

LadyLee said...

That last line... that's the question we as women ultimately ask ourselves...

Very nice, bruh.

MzInspiredMind81 said...

Beautiful!!!

Keith said...

I like that !

♥ CG ♥ said...

Well, well, well...I'll let you know :-)

EDOKA said...

Very nice! I need a Part 2...does she walk through the door? Tell me :-)