The song and the path are love

the scent of your skin, the friction of it when i slide my cheek across it, the taste of your kisses, the sound of your laughter, the moment our eyes meet and my soul reaches out to yours, tendrils of light meeting in the space between, these are just tiny moments that touch on the complexity of you and i. my ear to your heart, listening to it while your words fill the space in your chest and my head, talking about everything and nothing. time has not eroded this, every moment, both together and apart enhances this mysterious wholeness.
so yes i will wait. you are not taking anything from me, it is not a hardship, it is simply the path. i am honoring myself and our connection by being true to it. do not ask me to change that please, i am unable and unwilling, the gods, the source, the one, the universe, the unimaginable greater force has placed two souls in a predicament by tuning them to the same frequency, and so i also honor this true source by singing the song i was meant to. i honor you by singing the song the source gave us. i do not wait for your action, that would be silly.
instead
i wait for the great unknown to once again strike the tuning fork, and simply hope, desire and manifest that you and i will once again be in tune.
my song is love, my path is love, and with all it’s twist and turns, dead ends and bright meadows, i will walk it for the rest of my life, hopefully with your hand in mine, at every opportunity.