Certain

The hand seems to tremble on such certain occasions.
A bent knee…
A shaky voice…
Yes.
I hear a certain tone that screams that music of my soul… or my heart, I can’t say for certain.
But the occasion is certain, that it’s certain to be a good one.
I don’t know why it is that certain occasions can be so appealing, even to the masses. Seven, eight, nine… eighteen, be it as it may, it is certain that it couldn’t be too pure. But certain aren’t even for certain before certainty is surely displayed for certain. And I can’t wait.
If I could take you under a wing and get behind you so that together we could fly, well, certainly we would be right back at the start. So there must be more. I’m certain.
The voice seems to tremble on such certain occasions.
A sweaty hand…
Spoken words…
I will.
I hear a certain tone that screams that music of my soul… or my heart, I can’t say for certain.
But the occasion is certain, that it’s certain to be a good one.
And all of this, I would have to conclude, is because of the greatest certainty of all…
I am quite certain, I love you.