More generic, wishful thinking, waiting, hoping…medieval in mind…
Waiting By The Fire
1992
Fair maiden, where for art thou
The journey tires sense about
Time doth stretch
The mindframe sketch
I await thee, doing without
Feelings to shareth with only one
Saveth internally, for heart’s undone
Not broken or unmended
Needing to attended
Life’s love to illuminate they sun.
Energy thriving, awaiting the call
Emitting sparks high to fall
Me soul doth pray
The chemistry may
Prove there’s someone for all.
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