Belief.

I love you.
I have always loved you
I suppose
I always will.
I have yet to know you
But in belief I see you
The stranger with
Wise eyes.
An inquisitive mind
A passionate heart
Giving hands
Embracing arms
And a spirit of balance
And peace
I am preparing for your arrival, Beloved.
I have faith you are searching
For me.

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