I eagerly await your call
To hear your voice once more,
I busy myself with jobs galore
to occupy my time.
With great anticipation do
I wait to hear your voice
Heart now lives between each beat,
Anticipation do nerves now stretch
Far beyond what dreams do dream,
To have, be held within loves arms.
Forced now beat
Rhythm of our souls,
Anticipation gains strength
With passing hour, each ring of sound
Encourages loves’ growth.
Ohh make it ring, just one more time
To hear your voice, warmth, compassion
Doth grow our soul?
Rhythm beats our hearts complete.
Anticipation, what strength of word
describes the inner soul.
Ability this has to last,
A want or need, I do not know, but
Heart doth grow away our time,
Of loves’ embrace, if only, in reality
© Sharon-Elizabeth Walker, 2012