I saw your picture and it reminded me of this...Hope you like it.
Still hoping, that voice is at the end, that you won't come to revelation that I'll come home, and you'll be waiting
I've got to admit, I'm in waiting, for that gut wrenching punch line and that sad look, without wanting.
I'm holding, that breath till I see, that beautiful face alone by the sea forgoing good reason, and anything other than pure Lover's salutation I'm waiting, for the end of this dumb week
Stop waiting, you fool! All I know is here, in this now. No others. Life, breathe me in, and this moment we live, for it dies the next, and reborn are we that angelic phoenix Human, we are the undead, and eternally dying.
Remade? The moment we believe it? Waiting, hoping, loving, living, dying. The march we choose, and the beat is a mystery Beauty alone, by that empty sea, wait for me. I'm your lover, as long as you'll let me be.