Love waits. So ill wait.

How do i walk with such..
how do I touch such..
how do I see and feel such...
if all i think" links and inks to you. 
Takes and brings me
 too you"

the unknown" 
the not real" 
 my dream. 

of such a beauty 
of beautifull like you, 
Then Is and must be"
 such a I love you 
by me.

"And Yet"
when I have never even met 
the thought to discover you.
why does the Sun bright 
brighter as if a writer 
was shining shine into 
his story.  
why does my imagination 
Floral to the spaces 
and galaxies of Beyond"
When the thought of You 
crosses my heart if I never 
met you....

From where those my soul 
capture such touch 
of loving much. 
why does my vision attempt 
to invent 
Beauty i never seen these pretty.
and how does it accomplish 
such Wonder. 
And make my meaningfully life now".
 an accomplice.

Can" my soul see without me. 
and this be the way to telling me 
what it discovered for me.  
how does it built 
without making it weird. 
Why would it give birth 
to beauty that i might never see.
and torment me in agony.
Now the moon seems further out 
than the Stars...
And the Stars closer than 
the sky's...
when my heart desires a moon 
Thats on fire 
And flames like the sun.
My soul echoes farther than soon.
So every one of my six ..... sence...
Is demanding because these 
is something..
A thing that "special" 
will feel special to love.

When you start with like 
and i with love!
It's like" you separate 
and find another.
And i separate 
and go six feet under.
How much of it 
do I keep sealed.
Will any! 
And how much of it" 
will be real.
What if i loose my chance, 
to get too kneel.
Be a first..
Or be the moment..
And or her last ....will it last..? Or end fast.....
My sweet and unpleasant to be!
If love has become the love it is
Is by waiting in love ....
So ill wait near hope and faith
To know that love was real......