Somewhere there is a woman searching for me,
and I for her, wherever she might be.
We’ve never met; I don’t know her name
or her circumstance, but my needs for her remain.

Her face is indistinct, difficult for me to see
the rhythm of her heart, I know its beat.
I know her well; I have always felt her love
ever present in my mind, she I’m always thinking of.

Her thoughts on love are profound
by conventional standards she is not bound.
Questions of age, race and looks are meaningless,
true and real love is her souls’ quest.

Her understanding of life has clarity
my uniqueness of Being is what she expects to see.
She’s not judgmental, so I don’t have to hide
there is nothing about me she will criticize.

Harmony and balance is what we both seek
growth together with synergy.
Wherever I lead, she will follow me
she knows of her I’ll take ultimate responsibility.

I will protect her and provide security
she can depend on me to defender her fearlessly.
Faith, hope and trust are my veracity
she will never have concerns of my loyalty.

She will never feel lost, wondering what she should do
to be sure our love and happiness rings true.
Our love will be strong without vulnerabilities
without weaknesses and human frailties.

We will always communicate honestly and freely
without fear of ridicule or of one of us becoming angry.
We will never raises our voices in discuss or frustration
and neither of us will coward in capitulation.

We are united by an imprint of the two of us sharing
boundless love, in love everlasting.
She and I are one love, we are one soul,
both patiently waiting for time to unfold.

For the day when we meet, that day of bliss
when we share our first loving kiss.
To begin the sharing of our togetherness,
in loves’ blessed happiness.

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