When you wait for love,
she greets you, eventually
often after times of pining
and aloneness
and loneliness too.
She meets you when
you didn’t expect her to,
knee deep in the
murk and swell of
the moments filling your life,
she reminds you how it feels
to be alive and in love
at the same time,
the way your love feeds your life,
and your life swells beyond
the depths you knew before.
Love will greet you at your door,
or in the lush, wild gardens
of your longest days.
She will tap on your window
or sparkle in your sight
and direct your course
toward light.
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