Wondering Heart

I wonder,
sometimes-
have you surrendered,
the way I have surrendered.

Love is not greed,
there are no conditions-
a heart for heart,
is not the deal.

Though- there is a curiosity,
these ticking of the clocks,
Does it reminds you of the time that is gone?
Does it bring back the old tunes?

I have come across worlds-
moments that you have lived,
love that you have spread,
and my heart ponders…

If your lips will repeat those words of love to me,
if I walk towards the door…
Would you stop me?
Would you reciprocate my every touch?