I’ll Choose to Burn the
Ice Away
Why is it so
hard to love you?
My cold
heart snuffs the flames.
I want to
respond with tenderness and love,
And call you
sweeter names.
Why do I let
the storm win out?
My blood
rushes to my ears.
I want to
demonstrate my love for you,
And gently
wash away your tears.
Why do I disregard
the condition of my heart?
My priorities
have always come first.
I want to
show you how important you are,
And satisfy
love’s growing thirst.
Why do I wait
to prove my love is true?
My
motivation to love has been weak.
Yet I’m still
the man you chose to wed,
I can give
you the romance you seek.
I’m tired of
the excuses I make.
My love lies
dormant inside.
I’ll choose
to lead my heart back home,
And forget
my foolish pride.
I will choose
to think good things of you.
Sparks of
romance will turn to flames.
I’ll be
thoughtful and you’ll feel loved.
Our love
will never be the same.
I’ll wake in
the morning with thoughts of you.
My warmth
will seek you out.
And all the
questions I once had,
Love will
erase each and every doubt.
If you, too,
choose to stir the embers,
The flames
will reach the sky.
For love
that learns to burn again,
Grows sweeter
as time goes by.
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