Long We have been separated, Love,
Though in the Dawn of Existence we Kissed Each Other Sweetly.
Born of One Spirit,
Lingering in Breathless Anticipation,
Sharing Each Thought,
Each Breath,
Each Moment,
Unified in Perfection, Perfection in Unity.

Birth brought division, separation, desertion,
Calamity of loneliness and confusion.
Each day I have sought You,
Seeking the Beauty of Your Eyes,
Listening for the Allure of Your Voice,
Reaching for Your Exquisite Hands,
Yearning for the Splendor Your Touch,
Desiring none but You.

Alas, Love, my Search was Fruitless.
Stolen Time, Ineffectual Years,
Breaking the Hourglass of Patience,
Diminishing Essence to Pallor.
Inescapable Longing.
Silence.

Until A Glimmer Escaped the tedium,
A Question Poised on Possibility,
Hope Sprung from her hiding place deep within my Heart
At Seeing You,
Recognizing You,
Though I knew not Your Name,
Certain only of the Pounding of my Spirit,
The Trembling of my Heart,
The Longing Intensified disproportionately.

Waiting
In Patience, Praying
In Diligence, Believing
In Expectant Certainty.
You Are He!
Made For Me, Made With Me,
Sweet Handsome Harmony to my solitary Melody.
Breathe with Me, Again, My Love,
Unified in Perfection, Perfection in Unity.

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~Morgan~
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