Committment

Like a stigma waiting for the pollen Like nectar waiting for the bee Like groom longing while in heaven My love, I wait for thee Like the crop yearning for gentle rain Like waves longing for the shore Like love longing for summer O again My love, I long for you more And I have felt the harrows of doubt And tasted gall in glass of trust And sipped not from the wine of mouth My love, for logic is not in lust But patient like the moon I do remain By no storm to lose my course I circle one star, to one planet pertain My love and all its intercourse.