Bear With Me, Love (From Oct. 11, 2017)

I haven’t seen your eyes look into mine,

I haven’t felt your breath upon my ear;

Our seeking fingers do not intertwine,

And yet I’ve loved you more than half a year.

I can’t believe I have not heard you speak,

For in my dreams l think l hear your voice.

If I was not so poor a phone I’d seek,

But save I must for meeting’s true rejoice.

Imagination’s arms pull you to me,

Imagination puts my lips on yours,

But no! It is too weak to really be,

And yet, for touch of you l will endure.

Bear with ne, love, be patient and be strong;

I’ll come, and we will be where we belong.

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