Ode to Jane

So this is love. So this is love. This infernal thing that colors my cheeks and makes me a bashful fool. So this is love.

Shall I sing you a lullaby? Shall I save you a dance? Shall I give you the time of day once the setting sun has reached my face. Shall we waltz past the dreamers and show them a dream. Shall we live forever my love? Together?

Once upon a time. Once upon a song. I heard your sweet melodic voice, It passed by me like the wind of an angel's wing. You spoke. I feared, my pride would not allow, such a sweet angelic sound, reach my soul.

I'm afraid darling. Of how I feel inside. I might perish before you eyes. My heart is aching, longing for you. But my pride, my unworthy pride, won't let me near you.

I crave you presence. This enviable force holding me back is tearing me apart. Your lips so tempting. Your form so pleasing. Your eyes, so fine. So fine. Just let me hold you.

So this is love. So this is love. This infernal thing that colors my cheeks and makes me a bashful fool. So this is love.