Double sevens
Perfection I await
For certainty I must wait
I know not why
I must wring my hands
Of anticipation
Feeling that I only live…to die.

My heart longs for
What I’ve missed
What I’ve taken for granted
The time
The space
Your face
But I must wait…again

For there may never be
A day this world calls me
There may never be a man
To stretch out his hand
or invite me in
Look in…in my eyes
And promise his life.

But I will look to Him


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