You sit there on your high horse,
Judging all those that you see.
You don't know me, of course,
How dare you apologize for me!
To you, I am just star-gazed,
Hiding from what is real.
In a fantasy, lost and crazed,
You have no clue what I feel.
Only I know what has happened,
The many times he and I have met.
The look into each others' eyes,
Is not something I can forget.
You say that I don't know him,
But he sings from within his soul.
Touching me in my deepest core,
It's not something I can control.
Love is not something planned,
Or something I take lightly.
Whether I'm near him, or alone.
It's always shines so brightly.
I want for him only happiness,
My Schatz, for he is a treasure.
I hope he finds the love he seeks,
In his smile, I will find my pleasure.
I have no surreal expectations.
I say what I feel in my heart.
It takes the form of poetry,
Or emerges through my art.
I am quite clear as to who I am,
It's you who's lost in your zeal.
Hiding behind someone's picture,
Two-faced jealousy you reveal.
©2012 Carol Gregoire