A Would Be Lover’s Poem

Just a little reflection/prayer of sorts for those who are wrestling with the issue of romance, love, and belonging…enjoy!  A Would Be Lover’s Question

 

Where is She?

 

Where is He?

 

You told me that it was not good for me to be alone,

Where is she?

 

I thought two were better than one,

Where is he?

 

I waited, and waited, and waited,

For who am I waiting?

 

I thought I saw her today in the coffee shop,

It was just another fantasy.

 

I thought I saw him at lunch today,

There was no dessert.

 

Is she at the movies?

 

Is he at the office?

 

I dreamed high above in the clouds,

Then we landed and took separate cabs.

 

She was a vision upon the sands,

Then the vacation ended and the hopes washed away.

 

I was sure I found him in church that day,

He turned out to be less than free, and certainly not for me.

 

She looked so well put together,

Then she took off the mask.

 

Where is she?

Is she beautiful, smart, touchable, lonely, broken, bashful?

 

Where is he?

Is he strong, handsome, powerful, sweet, secure, bald?

 

I’m about ready to give up,

Is it up to me?

 

Are you bringing my lover?

Am I looking in the wrong places?

 

I’m not lonely, but I sure am alone,

Won’t someone just talk to me on the phone?

 

Does my heart have to be so broken to find love?

Can’t she just find me?

 

What happened to the knight in shinning armor?

Are all the horses dead?

 

Tell me, please, where is my lover?

Or is love a fable?

 

I would love a fantasy, but they love me and then leave,

Is there no one with which to cleave?

 

If I settle, I die in quiet desperation,

If I don’t I may be alone forever.

 

Am I wasting my time?

Can two ever become one, really?

 

Can someone lead me to that oasis that was promised?

Is the fruit tree just a mirage?

 

Will she ever be mine?

Will I ever be his?

 

If its not to be why do I want it so bad?

This thirst for love, its driving me mad.

 

I ask again:

Where is my love?  I am looking,

Is anyone looking for me?

 

A Would Be Lover’s Poem by,

Bruce Smith

Optimuslife.org

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