Let Love Speak Poem by Joy Powell

The first time I have ever loved:
Yours, the first face I cannot forget.
I think you are afraid, perhaps, and moved
To wonder whether you should do this yet.
I also am afraid, and yet I know
That wonder is a thing that needs a yes:
Should you step back and let this moment go,
Both you and I will have to live with less
Please trust my love, as I must trust in yours
It’s strong as steel, as delicate as lace
Immovable as battered granite shores;
I feel the power and unremitting grace
So come my love and try this love with me;
Let your love speak, and then you will agree.