Be it the vibrant of colour <br />that faded from the neglect <br />or the radiance of evoked emotion <br />pressed in petty childhood elect <br /> <br />Be it selfish a word bestowed <br />that decays the loving intent <br />be it the foolish of ones thoughts <br />that starts another in decent <br /> <br />So if the choice be love <br />shall I not surrender my all <br />and unto the one of only <br />have I not heeded the call <br /> <br />So if the choice be eternal <br />and my final vow be decreed <br />will i not my blessed love <br />fulfill your every need.........<br /><br />Tracey Collins<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-variables/
