You

It’s a wait.

To embrace you.

Lay eyes.

Hear you.

But it’s overwhelmingly

and surprisingly

soul-filling,

knowing that you

are there.

Present with

every breath I take,

and hidden within.

It’s a wait.

To lay hands.

To caress.

But it’s been a wait.

And you,

at the end of it,

are the greatest gift.

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