A Wing and a Prayer
I have to ask myself, what kind of crazy sappy fool would fall head over heals for someone they could never be with, someone they could never talk to in the wee hours of the night, about the love they have in their heart that they wish to share, along with their inner most secrets. what kind of fool is it that would want someone so badly, when only on a wing and a prayer could they ever be together. Oh, not to have her, not to hold her, how long can this go on. So why is it I want her so? Is it because of all our shared dances, or the feelings I felt when we held, or was it our one heavenly kiss. It is all these things and so much more, because in her I see all things needed, and a chance for my desires to be fulfilled, These feelings I feel are unmistakable, this desire, this wanting, this hope that one day love will find a way, I just don't know what to do, what to say, as these questions perplex my heart infinitely, until the day comes that the answers to me be known. Written January 28th, 2002 © on Jan 28 2002 07:36 AM PST 0 • 10
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