Why is it that you can’t see what is right in front of your eyes?
Why is it that you can’t recognize passion in its truest form?
You continue to look for love in all the wrong places, without a second thought to the good woman just within your grasp.
You continue to wish for something that you already have, and if only your eyes were wide open and not clouded by mistrust, convenience and lust.
Must I open my heart, soul and lips even wider to welcome you in…to soothe the heartache and loneliness that has consumed you?
Must I hang from the rafters shouting my adulations, to make you listen…to make you hear my cries of love?
Why is it that your Queen waits patiently in all her sensitive regalia for you to surrender your heart, but you continue to chase phantoms long gone?
I know I am what you need but until you know it too…I can only hope and pray that another King does not come and whisk me away…unbeknownst to you.
Alas, everything happens in God’s time…I just hope you wake up from dreaming before it is too late for us.
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