let your mind take control
and you will obsess
about timing
surely love knows no timetables
it’s life’s breath
is of oneness and wholeness
of parallels
and synchronicities
of now and here
yet this love’s test
shows I have an impatient
heart longing for more
the paint not yet dried
and smudged in my haste
it seems
and for that
(my heart ventures)
you have been wronged
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