Meeting

At last, my love, you will be here, to bring to me your loving cheer; to be able to feel your warm touch, to look at the woman I love so much; see the beauty in your brown eyes, and know you never tell me any lies; to place upon your lips, a gentle kiss, to let you know, i'll love you like this; as I go to , my heart is fluttering, so nervous, my voice is stuttering; hoping these months have been true, and not just loneliness coming through; as we meet, may our hearts become one, as our love survives each setting sun.