by J. Estelle Newlin
To you, whom this life's journey seems all about.
Though, finding you may be something not yet accomplished;
For you, I wait, my hopes not yet demolished.
I will know it is you, because I will see;
Your eyes reflecting, fulfilling this list I write about me.
I want you to stare right into my soul;
Through my eyes, and swear to me I make you whole.
Not a moment will pass that you couldn't stand;
Not kissing my lips, or holding my hand.
The spring breeze will remind you of the scent of my hair,
And leave you craving, hoping... wanting me there.
You will drink of my skin, like it was the finest of wine;
Eternally loving me for all time.
You will find Salvation in my every curve;
And be Reborn through my every word.
For you, I will do all the same;
My Prayers, thanking God he gave me your name.
Where are you my sunlight? My Soulmate?
My Fantasy lover? For you my heart ache's...
Will fate lead me to you, or is this a cruel game?
For you my heart beats wild, a spirit only you can tame.
Find me, Oh Find me! As fast as you gan go!
Come and proclaim me your immortal Angel.
(copyright 2004 J. Estelle Newlin)