Sometimes I Wonder

I see him walking down the street, his head in a dream, his heart in a steady beat.

So boyish, yet I can see the man within. And sometimes I wonder.

Large, strong hands that help and wave

Growing more burdened with each passing day

Always so mature, willing to do anything for you.

But sometimes I wonder.

Chocolate eyes smiling down at me

A full-lipped grin laughing along

A strong arm to catch me when I fall

Yet sometimes I wonder.

Driving through the gentle snow, head in a fog

Already planning for the day

Classes here, classes there, going everywhere, but home in time to eat and sleep deep.

Sometimes I wonder.

Praying silently, ashamed about mistakes, perfectionist within

Handsome, strong, my best friend

Yet critical, outspoken, passionate, faithful

And sometimes I wonder.

What lies behind that well-chiseled face?

What secrets do the eyes unfold

If I were to bare myself, would he understand?

Is he the one to make a half a whole?

Silly young girl, wondering such things

You should not awaken love before it so desires.

So I watch from afar, praying, praying

But sometimes I wonder.