The Wondering Love

Past me not that I have Wondered By:Hymn. Written-me Thee of love an unbridled passion Yeah of desire A lovers want We in love A foolish conversation We as one Means others undone I sought to be As we are lovers I bow from performance I had been willing Oh love Devine Might I be less hated To be loved and in love But not with you Speak ye as mine Ione dare not whisper Oh til then We part as friends He who supplies My weather you wonder That we may be Only friends Oh then to God I am recketed In waiting Abesenace I am Without Oh til then Must stand Debated My thoughts and views Trampled about My true love Allan done To reduce tensions Ignorant me My foolish self To be yours I wait in wonder Troubles me Of then we are Least and not perfect Oh to God And those who had Troubled most Redefined Might than You desire Lay with me Stress me not But to ones duties As lover Friend And wife Consider me In ones Thoughts and mentions Pray for us We better still