Lydia J. McFarland
Conviction - Poem by Lydia J. McFarland
I shouldn't have ever opened the door
and invited you in,
we are so alike it's like we are some kin
this emotion I'm feeling can't be helped,
damn, why did I invite you in?
I want to give this emotion a name,
but then to voice it would be a shame.
I know that we could never be together
not out in the sun shiney weather.
I shouldn't have ever opened the door.
you're so precious and new,
what ever will i do?
Damn boy, I'm hooked on you.
I opened the door,
I showed you a window into my soul.
and now with out you, I feel so cold.
If I could turn back the hands of time,
out of site and out of mind.
I would have made sure,
you were my first.
this energy in me,
is just dying to burst.
I shouldn't have opened the door.
shouldn't have given you a window of opportunity
to ever hope you could be with me.
I'm sorry I couldn't help myself
I was feeling so cold, and you warmed me up
with that fire, blazing in you.
so precious, pure and true.
I know I shouldn't say it,
I shouldn't give it a name.
this emotion I'm feeling
brings me joy and pain.
Damn it boy, I love you! ! ! !
There I named it
and what I write,
you know is true.
shouldn't have ever opened the door
and invited you in.
but through Christ you, mesmerize me.
you cause conviction in my heart.
Your a wholesome,
driven, unique and intruiging
A masterpiece, meticulously molded
you fill me with the desire
to excel in all his greatness.
I'm glad I opened the door,
and allowed you in.
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