Torn

Torn between hope and desperation
trying to find the truth in past and future
no options, no choices, no contemplation
searching for arms that will bring some structure

The arms of the unknown, in sweet temptation
longing for a tender embrace that will nurture
in the world of doubts, under fate’s observation
will he accept the risks of this joined venture

Can he come to this choice without hesitation
plagued by uncertainty’s relentless torture
choices will determine our soul’s destination
the destination where love will finally mature.