There Was A Time

THERE WAS A TIME

There was a time, in peace and rest,
When I was sure, I was at my best,
For I believed and I professed,
That I had a bulletproof vest,
That no woman's love could penetrate,
Through my guard, into my chest.

And I had kept my emotion,
Deeply hidden, clear from divest,
All my passion and devotion,
Shielded more than a condor's nest,
Safely assumed, I was immune,
I couldn't be, by love possessed.

But then she walked into my life,
Nightly dissension, and daily strife,
Took over my mind, and half my heart,
Her charm and grace, a work of art,
Pierced my soul with a baneful dart,
And now I know that a woman's love,
Holds my pulse, with a stop and start,
Can cut through steel, and tear apart.

For I have seen how a cinder,
exuded from heat of kinder,
summons passion, starts a fire,
and it convokes, a deep desire.

For when her eyes, are glued to mine,
And precious seconds are in dire,
I make her love, my only quest,
When spirit and soul is on fire.

For I have seen how wishful dreams
To whimsical magic will transpire,
When she gives me the moment's best,
I hear the angels sing in choir.

~Sharky~

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