It Is Fate

It Is Fate

It Is Fate

You are like some kind of magic
Yet all of your spells can’t be tragic
They seem to transform my angst
And patience shines through all the haste

Even as I seem firm and cruel
My words are soft-spoken, I drool
For your kindness, understanding, and love
I know you’re a gift from above

You show me love is not in vain
Even when there is sorrow and pain
Because if we do feel that deep
Then our love is ours to keep

I didn’t know I’d be so loyal
Your love for me is truly royal
And I am not making this up
We drink from the same loving cup

It seems I’m ruthless to the end
To claim the love that you send
I walked a thin line for your heart
From you I could never part

I’ll be your conquest and prize
You’ll see as you look into my eyes
The reason it’s strong is you left me to long
And when you deprive, Love knows only to thrive

I’m not greedy to take
But I’ll never forsake
I’m not anxious to please
And I am not a tease

You demanded a platonic tie
But that is a compromise
Even so, it’s the real McCoy
And I will not let it annoy

At least you came to reciprocate
Love flows through veins and not hate
And I will always appreciate
The concept we built – IT IS FATE!

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About bognetta

Love has been so much more powerful than other people's control. I think it's all love, but sometimes it doesn't feel like love. That is because so many people are defensive, protective, and do not care to trust in that four letter word...love!
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