Soul Searching Poem by Fredrick McDonald

through the mist my lover steals a soft gentle kiss
need not ask why
our feelings are the same in this thing they call love
looking toward the stars above
I wish I could find the one true love
stole my heart she need not know
shall I stay or shall I go
looking toward the stars for answers
watching the stars
looking like tiny dancers threw out the land
pushing into the night wishing I could hold you
but the gods must be cruel
not knowing who you are but not yet revealed
I guess the gods lips are sealed
the feeling is real but I need her for real
your lucky you're in love but you have to ask yourself
are you happy with the strings of the heart playing your song
then you will know that you belong
before it is written in a song
wish I could move on knowing where I belong
i'll strike up the band as I take her hand
as we walk into the promised land
holding her ever so tight knowing this is so right