expecting
and
wanting.
…. patiently yearning
alone
for that
touch
which never arrives.
you
see eyes
lost
in imagined reverie
of
love’s honeyed ministrations.
but
Truth can only love
one
soul at a time
expecting
and
wanting.
…. patiently yearning
alone
for that
touch
which never arrives.
you
see eyes
lost
in imagined reverie
of
love’s honeyed ministrations.
but
Truth can only love
one
soul at a time