Too Late

Too Late

© 2012

 

She turns the corner, her face comes to view

Her hair is so golden, her curves are so true

Her eyes are like windows that lights up the room

My mind asks my heart the questions that loom:

 

   Is it too late to walk away?

   Is it too late to just forget

     What has my heart just desired

     What have my eyes just met?

   Can I turn around and leave behind

     The memory of this precious find?

   It’s not too late. It’s not too late.

   Thank you Lord, it’s not too late!

 

As her eyes meet mine, I feel the scale tips

Her smile is enchanting, I gaze at her lips

My knees begin shaking, my hopes to sail.

Yet my mind questions a heart still so frail:

 

   Is it too late to walk away?

   Is it too late to just forget

     What my heart has just desired

     What my eyes have just met?

   Can I turn around and leave behind

     The memory of this precious find?

   Maybe it’s too late.  Maybe it’s too late.

   Help me Lord, if it isn’t too late

 

Her touch goes so deep, far into my being.

Her words ignite passion, and I’m now seeing

A vision for her life, a view of her soul

My spirits arise, beyond all control

 

Still a question in my mind demands a reply:

 

   Is it too late to walk away?

   Is it too late to just forget

     What my heart now desires

     What my eyes have just met?

   Can I turn around and leave behind

     The memory of this precious find?

   I think it’s too late. I think it’s too late.

   What do I do Lord? I think it’s too late!

   

I hold her so close, our hearts beat in time

The feel of her lips, as they caress mine

Our figures now melt, our shapes now aligned

I ask the same question, now what do I find?

 

   Is it too late to walk away?

   Is it too late to just forget

     What my heart now desires

     What my eyes have just met?

   Can I turn around and leave behind

     The memory of this precious find?

   It’s far too late. It’s far too late

   I now thank you Lord! I know it’s too late!

 

            I think back to that day when I walked in that place;

            When I first met those eyes, when I first saw that face.

            I could have shut down, I could have walked past.

            But my heart begged me stay for a love that could last.

 

   So is it too late to walk away?

   Is it too late to just forget?

     For now heart now admires;

     Now my needs have been met?

   Can I turn around and leave behind

     The memory of my precious find?

   It’s far too late. It’s way too late.

   Oh how I thank you Lord that now it’s too late!

Reviews

[Ifreakinloveyou]

:) Pretty awesome, and I love your imagery