Loving Hearts

If it should come to be,
that she could feel,
the essence of my heart.
Then I would love her.

If I could realize,
my own demise,
and how much I need her.
Then I could see.

Illusions of my eyes,
go away from my mind,
my heart now speaks to me.
And I adore her.

It's taken much time,
but now we are alive,
awakened as one.
Our eyes meet with glee.