| The Poet's Longing A touch upon my face, This I long for Dream of, So far away my love I so want to reach out to you My hand upon thy cheek, mine eyes upon thy lovely face my lips upon thine, My heart aches for you as never before still we must wait yet another day before our eyes meet face to face, I only ask for patience in my longing, May God grant us the desire of our hearts for one another in his time that he may be pleased and glorified in the end, Still, I wait � By Kenneth R. Beck |
| The Poet's Longing |
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| Music By: Kenneth R. Beck |