It will happen one day, not tomorrow.
But tomorrow I will close my eyes;
I will embrace the dream not hold it off
with shaking tearful fears and doubts.
Welcoming – opening my arms
my heart, my very being.
And one day, not tomorrow
but one day before this earth
completes another journey round its sun
we will be together
to complete what began with teasing winks and tempting smiles
a year before –no-a hundred years before.
Was there ever a time
you were not known to my heart?
This heart swells with concealed feelings
unspoken words, unanswered desires,
needing hope to perform its alchemy
And turn bitter tears sweet.
With no certainty that this feeling echoes and grows
grounded with common caring and desire.
Mutual fears but no shared hopes to fuel deepening passions.
Something with shape and substance to
mold the doubtful fantasy
turning ephemeral whimsy
into fiercely wished for reality.
Using all remedy
and means of resource
One day soon, in this lifetime.
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