PATIENT LOVE

                                                        
                                            For Dawn Chiger & Anna Spagna

Desiring emotions are fearless to me,
I long for love to cling to my mind,
So, I can heart passions is blind,

But many lonely sorrows I have fathomed in my love,
Beating in my passionate heart,
Love, that was of,
Harmonious realism and ecstasy turned apart.

Desire is mourning of passion and pain,
It’s real emotions with not a gain,
It’s for me passionately woeing insane,
It’s always my bleeding heart again.

My passion is waiting,
I must be patient to let free my woe,
It takes time for my passion to be taken,
To let my desire flow.

I’m full with passionate love I don’t fear,
A balance, harmonize my reality and fantasy,
But always my love ended with a fantasy tear,
And a torned heart with a sorrowed destiny.

I always search, beckoning love to flow my way,
For my fantasied love can be craved,
A search that seems not to end until my dying day,
Beckoning my affection in my heart to be graved.

Still desire seems to cling to my mind,
And still that loneliness of passion is always there,
I know love takes its time,
But I feel want near.

Without love, I feel all alone,
I feel it in the very narrow of my bone,
For me and passion is a timely, tearful loneliness,
Because all my passion is sorrowness.

To desire is my destiny,
Many of my searching loves will be still more heartaches of mind,
Passion and want are suppressed in me,
But patiently my desiring love I will find.

Theodore Arthur Pinnock
July 1,1980