If I allowed myself to feel tonight,
I'd feel your arms around me and I'd smile.
If I allowed myself to feel again,
Then willingly I'd stay here for awhile
And feel your breath against my frosted skin
And hear the autumn wind around us rush.
Perhaps I'd feel your fingers brushing mine;
Could be I'd let my blood steal to a blush.
If I allowed myself to feel the grace
That binds my heart in yours each passing hour
I might believe in love that's deeper still--
Though new, yet grows in all-contending power.
It is too soon to feel the way some do
As granted by our God to be in love.
But steady faith steals in and I believe
Despite our flaws, perhaps we are enough.
If God sees fit my doubt to overcome,
And grants us that we may move forward still,
And your emotion looks at last like love,
And fear has fallen subject to His will,
Then I will feel. Not just your arms, your breath--
But what my heart was meant for: 'tis a dance
'Tween faith and feeling. Take me further still:
I'll feel again; you've given me the chance.
postscript
What an adventure, a test of faith, to be falling in love with a godly young man.... Sentimentality alert--I just can't help it.