All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware........... Martin Buber

I WANT.....


I want to be courted, I want to be wooed
By a love that is gentle, one heart shared by two
I want to feel special, never part of the mold
By endless inceptions, a story retold

I want your wealth, the wealth of your soul
Your secret desires, the mundane and bold
Your bridge to tomorrow, your ties to the past
Your ups and your downs, whatever was cast

I want your heart to see only me
A journey of souls, complete harmony
The music of love caresses my ears
Your melody beckons....drawing me near

I want to be drenched in the essence of you
Our cup will not empty, love fills it anew
Our circles of life have finally aligned
A process unfolding and now it is time....

Free will is an option, and fate shuffles plans
A motionless hour glass....the nomadic sands
My love and my soul I extend now to you...

No need to be courted, no need to be wooed
Already enveloped......addicted to you

wrote this one a million yrs ago!