I queried thee....how will it be

when finally we meet?

And your reply has captured

all my heart has ever beat.

Will be as calm as the breeze of spring,

as strong as the hurricane wind.

And now I long as ne'er before

To capture you within.

Distant though we are

in this visage of our lives,

you are my kindred lover

wherein my trust survives.

My life, my soul, my destiny

lie open for demand.. 

You only have to claim them,

all you wish upon your hand.

Of delicate breeze or furious gale,

Assured of contradiction in your touch.

Breathe into me a dazzling exhalation,

bear me steady in your clutch.

Buffeted by the currents of your need,

whether gentleness or force,

in trust to you I give myself,

unwavering, I stay your course.

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