Waiting For The Unsung

I have nothing to say tonight
I bite my lips
I shut it tight
If poetry is my gift
It is left unrecited
Only to let you know
I’ve made my mistakes
still, I waited
If only somehow I could say
I still waited

I can’t seem to find
the traces of your face
Who you are is a mystery
I wasn’t meant to chase
So, I’ve been saving you
love songs unsung
I left it unheard
Written only for the man
with the melody to my words
If only you could
feel me pray
feel me wait
I need your song

I was always told to choose you

I think I was once shattered
I can’t remember
There were dreams out of the ordinary
they lead me to believe
somehow you exist
I was healed
to be with you
So, our stories would intertwine
just so we would say
God, your gifts are sublime

I have only known love aborted
I keep bringing it to life
only to let it die
Not this time
Now, I hear it playing
From the distance of the unknown
From the heights of heaven
to the depths of our souls
listen to the sweeter song
a beauty yet to be sung
a love song yet to be heard
it’s waiting for us
it’s just a matter of time

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