For the phone to ring
for a smile
for the dream
and the motion
to heal our wounds
and tug at our scars
to embrace the moment
and savor the years
to see the age in your hair
and lines around my eyes
from the way you make me smile
I wait for your hand
for your touch
for every part of you
I crave so much
I will wait
for the man I know you are
and the woman I am
with you
And
I
will
wait
for
you
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