Winds Of Love

I felt enveloped; when she entered the room;
by whispers of energy from above;
I could feel love’s flower, starting to bloom;
by transformative winds of love.

I could feel her eyes; slowly reeling me in.
tho she didn’t realize she was;
her energies of love; saturated from within;
and I loved her; just because.

I‘m certainly not; the man of her dreams;
tho she is the woman of mine;
her energy surrounds; like flowing streams;
the image of a love, left behind.

I long to tell her, how much that I care;
but I’m too embarrassed to say;
in my heart, I wish she could always be there;
tho dreams rarely happen that way.

I still get to see her; every once in a while;
and can still feel her love’s return;
I feel her love shining in every smile;
a love; I’m unable to earn.

She’d be insulted; if she knew how I felt;
my feelings, for her, are surreal;
when she’s near; my heart starts to melt;
love’s energies have great appeal.

Most look for the calm; after the storm;
I long for whispers from above;
it was through passions; life was born;
I long for the winds of love.

Monty 8.26.25. # 2,938