Wait as I seek you still
Upon the quiet retrospect
In beginnings then
The day in surprise
As you drove past
As I looked upon
A slight look
A Longing glance
Still in quiet time
Wait as I seek you upon
a slight look here
Of a new sunrise
The day to reflection
In quiet Servitude
Momentous longing upon
The morrow to be mine
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