An Unknown Heart

In so many ways, I know you;
So many times I have spoken your name,
In the very short while I've known you,
I've fallen and am trusting again.

And still I catch myself pondering;
Who is this i am trusting so much?
Their beautiful heart I can't help but love,
But trust is a broken crutch.

Ordinarily, I would be wary.
I would know him as a dangerous man.
He could crush my heart in a flick of the tongue
And yet it's that which I am giving to him.

Hopeless and blind, i tip-toe;
Right into his life and i stop,
I whisper my promises to him,
And pray with all that i've got.

I don't know who has touched or felt him,
I don't know who has lived in his mind,
I'm sure all of this is forgettable,
If i am his and he could be mine...