Moments between life and death

I am (who) I am

Storyteller
I'll weave wonders
I tell it how I see it

In the end, all that will be left of us
Is a story
And I'm trying to make mine a good one
And what do I write?
Well
tales of magic, and of Seeking Truth

My own personal stories are of falling
And I
I fall hard when romancing
I seek a gentleman
A man who believes

I have suitors yes I do.
My dance card full of names
But I must admit I lost count of what season I'm in

For all I know I could be a spinster
As all the men's; Are all the same
No one of note

All these lads seek just a wife
But am I so much more
I can never settle to be
Just

I am a woman
I make magic
I love many stories
I am me

So no I won't settle
That's why I stay true to myself
But maybe to find to what I seek, I need a clue And so I seek a friend who can help me

Friend I'll confess to you
All of what I am
And you to I
All that you are

So we could figure out our own stories
Get the ending we seek

So I'll have your back until the end
Just call on me
Let me know
When you have figure out the clue to the riddle
You'll see the wonders forming

But You didn't know what was ask did you?
Well I'm blunt and if you paid any attention
I already told y'all

So go ahead and try to figure it out
My riddle
It's in the story
If you can see
With more than your eyes

And now that I have given you more then enough
Test me
And let me know if I'm finally on track.