Echoes Of The Soul

WHEREVER SHE MAY BE

I want to hold her, squeeze her and say "baby, I've missed you all day!";
And caress her, in my arms, and let her know that everything will be okay.
I want to look deep into her eyes, kiss her, miss her, love her every being,
And let her know that my endless love is all that I will allow her to be seeing.
I want to give her my everything, my soul, my heart, my attention and uncontested devotion,
And have her understand that my love is limitless, endless, countless and more than an emotion.
But first I must find her, recognize her, at more than just a first glance;
And hope that the feeling is remotely similar and she might give me a chance.
If and when I have the opportunity to dedicate my heart and soul to what I feel is right;
I can only hope that she will be ready for me, and all of my offers, and negatives, despite.
And when the time comes, it will all be said and done,
For fate has the control of our story told and when they become one.
And when that time arrives I know that I will be ready for what lies,
Because timing is everything and my heart has passed all tests and tries.
That is why what must be will happen when it truly must,
And in the end, we find ourselves giving in with a revealing trust.
That time will find me because I cannot find what cannot be found,
And it will find her, simultaneously; because that's the way everything comes around.
So I will see you when I see you, if I have not seen you yet;
And whenever I know who you are, I can say I lived without regret.
If I've met you already then what is meant to unfold simply will,
And until that time I will wait, calmly, understandingly, until…

Anthony Toledo



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WHEREVER SHE MAY BE

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