When pain re-appears please enter the sphere
Of my heart, find warmth and departure
From past hurtful happenings.... dearest,
My soul reaches out to your needs, heartening
And healing, although biding time, available
Always with loving concern, just as you
Desire. Our souls one, we feed from tables
Of Destiny food, oozing nectar, renewing
Essence of joy, energy solely sourced
For the biding of time spent apart, taught
From heavens' own love, pure and unforced
Devotion like ours will not come to naught.
Fay Slimm
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/biding-time/
