Here's yet another poem that was inspired by POTO. It's again from Erik's POV, and it highlights the longing he felt for Christine before he began to pursue her. I hope you like it.
May It Be...
Desire, years forgotten,
Stirs, grows into fullness,
Seeps into the darkness
Of my dying spirit,
When I only glance upon
Your angel's face.
The slightest touch,
Your soft skin barely,
Unexpectedly, unknowingly
Brushing my own
Sends shivers dancing
Down my spine,
Filling me with wonder.
When you speak to me,
Never knowing who I am,
I see those lips, turned,
Unseeing, toward me...
Only talking, but I
Imagine something more.
I ache for that
Hidden kiss, I long to
Know the secret of life
Held behind those dancing eyes
Fused with laughter and light.
More than anything,
I wish to be held
In your sweet embrace,
To feel that I am loved,
That I am human still.
I want to touch that pool
Of wonder, of dreams,
Of hope
That I see shimmering,
Barely contained beneath
Your surface.
Oh, God, give me a chance.
Let me be part of you.
Let me lose my soul to you,
Bonded forever in spirit,
In life and in love.
Allow me to enter
The corner of your heart
That none have ever touched.
Let me give you all that I am,
All that I ever will be.
My dreams, my heart, my hope,
My everything is yours.
Allow me to give you my love,
Unconditional.
For someone, someday,
Will be your soul's match,
Your true angel of music,
Your compliment,
In every way
Perfect.
I have only my heart to offer,
My music and my future,
And whether you take them,
I am lost to you forever.
Hear me, see me, know me,
As none have ever known me,
For what I truly am.
Only mortal,
Only a man.
And so, my angel,
Hear your soul's music,
Follow your heart, and oh, God...
May it be me.
