My love is on his way to me.
I can feel him, smell him, hear him say,
“Wait! Don’t say “yes” before I get there,
I’m coming as fast as I can make it.”
I hear your whisper my love,
Distinct like thunder in the rain,
To wait one more day.
I am Youthful, my beauty boundless,
I am Focused, my eyes only for you,
I am Faithful, dutifully preserving
My heart and self, of which you’re deserving
How long till you come, my love?
Hope’s flicker I no more can tell.
With your twinkle you bathe me just then,
And again, I am Youthful.