Poetic License III...


Everyday, after I wake up,
I watch and I wait for you.
My love compels me.

I stand, searching the horizon.
Hoping to see your silhouette.
Hoping to, one day, hold you again.

My thoughts are of you.
My prayers are for you.
My heart, holding its breath.

I wait.
I pray.
I trust...

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