#deardove

I wonder how long it will be til my sweet words meet your beautiful eyes again,

I question if it will even come as a surprise to you — oh, how I fantasize that day...

There is no escaping your Love, our love; the love there is a theme,

For I’ve been seeing you in each and all of my dreams.

Your voice whispers to me clearly,

Psalms of healing, I’m sullenly weeping...

I would recognize you even if I were blind.

You warm touch and encapsulating Love give you away.