Anticipation

With lucidity

I call your name

With a bell’s tone

You ring back my own

I see you

Knowing

Anticipating how you’ll look

Curiosity flooding my horizon

You are obscured

By a cloak of doubt

By times I should fear to hold

By love that is cut but doesn’t end

I see through your veil

A vignette enclosing your figure

My destination

Clear as day

Yet dark as night

Though conspiracies of ravens

Separate the convergence of our times

I hear the echoes of times past

Their wills propelling me forward

I will not sprint in your direction

But walk with persistence

We will meet someday

My fate is inevitable

With grace, I shall hold your hand

And we shall find tomorrow

Together