Being in love
sometimes fills with soul with such elated apprehension,
alotta times my heart
is consumed with this desirable kinda tension,
for in my dreams,
your hidden love projects an odd presentation,
of a soon-to-be revelation.
At the moment, for whatever be,
for some calculated reason you try to maintain your
excitement, thinking I can't see,
did you know the steady glow within your eyes
confirms that you are truly happy,
the revealing shall come when both our lonely hearts
join as one to be free,
I promise this will happen the very second that you say
you are madly in love with me.
Linda I. Weischedel
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/calculated-love-process/
