when my mind wanders all too far
sometimes i wonder
and ask myself
when will i meet you, love?
when the healing's said and done
and the future's what's left to come
i think of you, mysterious one
when will i meet you, love?
a second time to fall again
with stronger roots, trunk, and stem
i ask myself time and time again
when will i meet you, love?
like cut rose stems
one blooms anew
i know you'll come unexpectedly too
when will i meet you, love?
but til then i'll wait for now
when everything's right
and our stars align
when the past has drawn its final line
and when now is finally the answer
to the question i have always wondered
when will i meet you, love?
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Poetrya collection of his thoughts, questions, and manifestations on love and all the in-betweens
