Fearful Of Perfect Love Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Not knowing what love has in store for us, wondering if it
will be true or if we will be hurt again.

Always waiting for the perfect love that will survive,
giving us pleasure and desire for a life that we all wish
so fervently for.

Making love is more than touching each other with our
bodies, our senses are awakened and desires rise higher
with a person we can spend our lives with forever.

Feeling alive, vibrant and loved so intently by another is
what we all want in our lives.

It rarely happens, and to only a very few lucky people,
because human beings are normally so shallow and fickle,
afraid to love totally and completely, afraid of letting
go and soaring with their souls.