Within her something endures;
it beats for many things,
weeps for more.
A yearning resonates-
longing for romance
to be captivated
desired, loved, charmed
yet fear remains.
Bewitched.
Is it better to feel nothing ever
or to feel everything always?
Neither seem worth it.
Don’t try.
Don’t push.
Wait.
It will come
in time.
When He opens her,
He will take her heart and love.
Always.
Only then
when all is lost in Him
her heart,
her broken heart will be mended.
Freedom.
Oh Sweet rescue.
Enchant her.
Enthrall her.
When all is right.
Come.
Woo her but guard,
for this,
this
is most sacred.
beyond the mundane 