Cancer of the Heart

Where but only in an eternity can your radiance be defined Your attention seems to belong to me but only some of the time. Being with you enlightens me, your company puts my mind at ease I often wonder if this is just a tease or will you and I ever be. Just as footprints in the sand are the shorelines only possession I hope to press a little harder to make a lasting impression. I can't help but to wonder what has caused calm skies to thunder Was I too passive or too pressing, did I bloop or did I blunder. I ask these questions for these questions I have no answers It feels like a benign virus that has grown into cancer.