Loving A Free Living Man Poem by Heather Z. Hanna

Loving a free living man,
Loving only as I can,
Loving only what I know.
Knowing that it can't be so.
Loving only what is allowed,
Knowing this, I'm not proud.
Loving is taking chances,
It means my Heart dances.
But what happens next?
Could mean I come crashing.
Do I really know the chances I'm taking?
I can guess and I can suppose,
But truly, there's only one who knows,
The one to whom my Heart goes.