SOULFUL LONGING
I yearn for love that\'s gentle as a breeze,
A love so pure, it feels my heart with ease.
No momentary passion, no fiery sparks,
But a calm, soothing love that leaves its mark.
I crave the love of days gone by
When hearts where pure and love did fly
No fifty-fifty situationships for me,
No screams, no quarrels, just harmony.
A love that\'s patient, kind, and true,
Obsessive, yet gentle, through and through.
A love that grows, that flourishes with age
together forever on every stage
A love that honors, worships, and respects,
Through every moment, every test.
No boundaries, no limits, just a heart
that beats for one, a love that never departs
Like grandparents of old, who grew in love
through laughter and tears, sent from above
A love that grows, that flourishes with age,
Together forever, on every stage.
May I find this love, this love of old,
A love that\'s gentle, brave, and worth more than gold.