Almost Called Love Poem by Phantom Anonymous

He fell in love, almost accepting what he was dealt,
He almost faced his many fears,
Almost telling her how he felt,
Still, untold words, all bottled up inside, he almost shed those tears,
Now standing before her, he almost holds her hands,
He almost strokes her tender cheeks,
Endlessly she stares; he almost asked to dance,
He’s never lost himself in the moment, without desire or distraction,
never blossomed the pure urge to give a willing heart, with pure satisfaction,
He’s never gone full circle, never said I love…..
She leans to kiss him, he smiles embracing what was a well needed shove,

Written for a friend, that almost fell in love, with a girl that almost became his,
In a life that almost had true meaning!