My heart longs
I was born in the wrong era:
My heart longs for romance
My heart longs for love letters
And public declarations of love
My heart longs
My heart longs for chilvary
And a tip of the hat when I enter the room
My heart longs
My heart longs for doors to be opened
And flowers on my doorstep
My heart longs
My heart longs to be serenaded
And not to feel jaded and complacent
My heart longs for clarity
And confidence
My heart longs for a Bridgerton..
And Wuthering Heights kind of love
The kind where it’s unwavering.. uncontainable and where no one loves the other more
Where the love between two is shared and declared
My heart longs
My heart longs for those stories where our hearts beat as one
In unison, beat for beat
A love that cannot come undone
A love that is strong and complete
My heart longs
My heart longs for a love that holds a safe space
A love that knows no bounds or excuses
A love that knows each crease in my face
And dares to study each corner of my mind
A love that withstands the test of time
Shouts from the rooftops
And cannot believe that he is mine
And I am his
A love that reassures and adores
Every part of me I try to hide
A love that is transparent and kind
My heart longs for a love that’s difficult to find
A love where I can bare my all
And know that in his arms I can fall
A love that brings peace to the turbulent sea that is my heart
A love that will cross oceans and travels the seas.
A love that climbs mountains just to be close to me
My heart longs to be set free
To pour out all of the love contained within me
Without being left feeling empty
But rather a reciprocation
Of unlimited and unconditional love
A love that is deep rooted in an unmoving foundation
Of peace and respect
My heart longs for a love that does not need to be checked
A love that is easy and seamless
The hopeless romantic in me no longer tugs gently
But, screams for the loves described
My heart longs for a great love
A love that is inscribed
in the scriptures
A love where I am his rib
And he is my protector
My heart longs for the softest of loves
That allows the flowers in my garden to bloom whenever he is near
Consider this my prayer for the love
For which my heart longs…
Copyright © Ethel Theron | Year Posted 2025
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