Photo credit: Rinck Content Studio I wait for you to write me every day: A poetic word — song that elevate the soul, Revealing precious truth, that brings, the mind, Higher to its’ greatness of honorable love, And grace, come my way: Your letter Never reached my heart, I want to say, Since you went away: I hear love songs, That cool the fire, my heart that blazed; For your infinite, love — only, to take me higher, The smile, that touches my face, was the joy, You brought, out, from within & in every place: Now becomes a forgotten, a sentimental, note, Mail, from the mystical man, that took my heart, To another place: Winter seems harsh, long, As I wait and wait; for your letter, that never, Reach my eyes — my heart, even to this day, The note that tells me, my presence, inspires you, To become, greater and change, your ways, To someone magnificent, every day: I wait and wait, but it seems, life, someone, Or something inspired you to stray, from my heart, I say; as I hope pure love, find our heart each day! Empress Journee