To accept
The True
Real
I credit your touch
Veracity of your lips
There is no supposing
Thinking
It is, just is
For me
When I am with you
I hold no opinion
Doubts and Elvis have left the building
Upon breath of your words
Firm faith in your gaze
Confidence as your eyes undress
My hidden self
Value in the meaning
Knowing what can't be seen
Self assurance bewitches
An attraction not a spell
Enchanted by your beauty
You'll always fascinate me
Assurance is your hand
When it touches me that way
Marking my impression
Never to be swept away
Aplomb with poise
I feel you
Not the noise
An uproar from my chest
Silver laughter
Trill
Vibrato of the instrument
That forever is my heart