There are times when I dream of you,
that I wish to reach across the miles between us
to take your hand in mine,
gaze into your eyes,
to see the truth within your soul.
I think I could quite possibly fall for you.
I know who you are and love you
for all you will be, could be, are.
I would love to see the smile
break upon your face like a wave upon the shore.
Strangely I would be content
even with that one sight of you.
Always I have feared that
love would pass me by
but I have a feeling
that asserts itself
within my soul
that I will meet you one day
and you will be everything to me
359 For All You Might Be [28 November 2000]
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