Come to me...

Oh to fall so deeply in love as to never come up again.
For many times have I fallen only to stagger to my feet and begin my search a new.
Deeper, farther, longer, harder.
She is out there, my true love.
No guarantees our paths will ever cross.
No promises we will ever meet even if they should.
Arrows of jealousy, envy, heartache whizzing by my head, I journey onward.

Oh to be a knight.
To say words of truth in a time where they would be believed.
To be forthwith and just in a time where it would be recognized.
To swear an oath and live it until death takes my final breath.

Oh to find a woman content with only one lover.
A friend and wife, mother and princess.
A beauty and glow so deep from within.

I search for you now and always.
I shan't rest until you are found and in my arms.
I've met and discarded the pretenders.
I sit in waiting, lieing if I said patiently.

Come to me, my love, and the world will be only ours...

Larry

10/2005