Puzzling Questions of the Heart and Mind

I sit and wonder why I’ve never felt this before

Just the way I’ve felt for so long… times 52.

Like the foolish girl, I long for more

And bear this burden I’d never bore

Or even known before I met you.

Can I tell one thing to you, my love?

Vicariously, I’m living this love through her.

Often times, you come around, and I get a high from above

Every time, though, that seems not enough.

Be God willing, I’m worthy of: how oft does a "you and me" occur?

Help me understand, great man.

Please enlighten me.

Every time I think we’re okay to stand,

"Let me, please, just hold your hand!",

Let’s say your plan and your heart can’t agree.

Each day I must ask myself,

Pleading with my heart all the while,

About which organ to you does me impel

Most certainly implying that I know Hell,

So something (as well) must admit it’s beguiled…

Everything concerning us,

Everything concerning me.