by CLS Sandoval
My humble, awkward words,
Can never illustrate this feeling,
You have managed to conjure up,
In me.
Your presence close to me,
Seems all I could ever,
Want, need, or imagine,
In life.
Loneliness is no longer my
One, loyal companion.
All complications I have worried over,
Fade with you.
All I can really hope for,
All I can really desire,
Rests with who I know you to be.
Please, be real.
I am under this spell,
That you cast on me,
And I never want to become…
Disenchanted.
If the future could hold,
This joy I have now,
Maybe Kentucky isn’t so bad.
I will go.
We will do great things together.
I know we can.
As long as we love each other…
And Him.
CLS Sandoval, PhD (she/her) is a pushcart nominated writer and communication professor with accolades in film, academia, and creative writing who speaks, signs, acts, publishes, sings, performs, writes, paints, teaches and rarely relaxes. She has presented over 50 times at communication conferences, published 15 academic articles, two academic books, three full-length literary collections: God Bless Paul, Soup Stories: A Reconstructed Memoir, and Writing Our Love Story, and three chapbooks: The Way We Were, Tumbleweed: Against All Odds, and The Villain Wore a Hero’s Face. She is raising her daughter and dog with her husband in Alhambra, CA.