Questions of my mind

How should I feel?

How should I tell you the way that I feel?

Should I tell you that I feel the emotions of joy and release a cry to the wind for all humanity to hear?

Should I whisper in your ear that the wisdom you bear caresses my very being?

Should I sing a song of love as the brook makes love to its bed of stones as it calls your name?

Should I act the role of the actor becoming one with the part I am about to play?

Should I cry out the anguish of my youth only to share a brief moment of the agony and ecstasy that manhood is about to bestow me?

How should I feel, how should I tell you the way that I feel?

Why do I feel is this day any different from all of my days gone by or is by chance a spark of hope embedded in my destiny?

Is it the way the golden beams of sunlight embrace and become one with your hair of gold?

Is it your smile letting only the joy someone as beautiful as you would know?

Or is it your youth that shows only wisdom and courage to face and enjoy life to the days very departure?

Is it your body the way it shows its radiance only a true woman could know?

Why do I feel, how should I feel about some one as beautiful as you?

Am I yours or are you mine, is your name truly laced in golden sunshine?

Is it hope or is it love that make these questions delight my mind?