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Suddenly One Morning


I sense a dawning of realization
That not only do I want but I need you,
Which leaves me in fear of what I should do?
I have always considered my sense of detection -
When not to show emotions would be my protection,
But then my love for you took me by surprise.
I knew I cared for you but didn't realize
How my love could blossom to such an extent;
I had always viewed love as a weakness beyond contempt.
Suddenly one morning I wake up in love with you.
With this discovery, I wonder: what should I do?
Is it so wrong to love another person,
Yet how can I change my fear of desertion?
What if I gave of myself to you to do as you will,
What if I did for you everything I could fulfill?
What if after I lost my very soul, I found myself
Discarded and dusty upon an empty shelf?
Still, my heart is compelling me to take a chance
On this wonderfully vivid and flaming romance.
I have never felt like this before,
And I think I want to discover more.
Somehow I must get past all the fears;
Somehow I must get past all the tears.
Talk to me, tell me about devotion;
Tell me, tell me, about this thing called emotion.

by Jeani Rector

Email: thehorrorzine@gmail.com

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