They say
When you’re not looking for it
Love finds you
How will I know when love’s there?
My heart’s heavy
And love’s elusive and rare
I woke up this morning
My usual blue sky
Gray
My lips can’t smile
My thoughts limp and listless
Energy’s low low low
My heart’s waiting
And bare
For more than self care
Last night I couldn’t sleep
I tossed and turned
Mind churning body inspired
I tended to both
For a couple of hours
But fell back asleep uneasy and dissatisfied
I dreamt of a circle holding me close
Circles on my wrists holding me tight
Hips undulating, muscles straining, and the aching
For Him
A Man with No Name
A Soldier of Fortune
Wanting to be inspired by a look
A word, a touch
By One with a Why, a Way, and a How
And with so many men like women
Seems hard to find these days
Loving hating expectantly waiting to be wooed
Am I doomed to hardware?
When will I dream to awake?
How much longer will the remedy take?
Papa Smurf would say,
“Not much longer my little smurfling.”
And so I let my love gestate
They say the medicine increases the disease
It’s been said there is no remedy
One must love more
How long can I wait for one worthwhile?
Exercising patience
Through sheer force of Will
Alas!
My Will cannot rein in my discontent
Nor curb my desire to make love
Last night I couldn’t sleep
I tossed and turned
Mind churning body inspired
I tended to both
For a couple of hours
But fell back asleep uneasy and dissatisfied
I woke up this morning
My usual blue sky
Gray
My lips can’t smile
My thoughts are limp and listless
Energy’s low low low
My heart’s waiting
And bare
For more than self care
They say
When you’re not looking for it
Love finds you
Or do you find it?
How does that saying go?
I’ve forgotten
How will I know when love’s there?
My heart’s heavy because these days
Love’s elusive and rare
They say the medicine increases the disease
It’s been said there is no remedy
One must love more
My heart’s waiting
And bare
For the one I will love more
Composed by Nichole Hastings
