The Right Choice

He speaks to people
touching their hand,
waiting with anticipation for my turn.
Will it be as I imagined?,
Will his touch be worth the wait?
His voice so deep.
I can't escape,
his charm, his power, his touch.
Something from him I enjoy very much.
Thinking back to the first meet
His arms tenderly embracing me.
Three weeks later invited to dinner.
The conversation is deep.
It is there that I find he is taken.
He is honest. He is sincere.
What must I do?
Forsaken all and challenge my fear.
He sees in my eyes, that I want him.
I know that he wants me too.
If not, why am I here?
I will do what's right .
Enjoy the evening.
The warm embrace before, going home alone.