shaping destiny

what is it about you that has me weak?
weak in spirit
and weak in the knees
so says the race of my heart beat
and the pink in my cheeks
then you say i look lovely
in just jeans and a tee
no makeup worn with ease
someday someone loving the good and the ugly
inevitably leaving me with sometime real
and i’ll let it be so, swept up in this feeling
a blanket of comfort, made from truth and possibility