The Longing
I do long to be with you
To wipe you tears of sadness
As well as your tears of joy
To warm myself with your kiss
on the coldest of winter nights
And to refresh myself with your touch
when the hot summer sun beats on my back
To give me confidence that tommorrow will come
and no matter how hard the wind blows,
the thunder rolls, and the lightning strikes,
we can ride it out
To see your assuring smile
the first thing in the morning
And the eyes that I get lost in
before our good night kiss
To feel such security
when I feel your body next to mine
And such serenity
when the aroma of your sweet skin
fills me from head to toe
I have faith that when old age is upon us,
the memories of us that have stained my brain
will take away the pain of our rotting bodies
And the pain of the reality
that all good things must end
Because there is a bench in heaven
Surrounded by beautiful pureness
And there will be a seat saved
for either me or you
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