True Waiting Poem by deborah shepard

My twin flames call you in my presence, my darling

They burn in each solace blue

Each time amber light enters I seek thee

I feel you by my side, each soft sound from mother nature

I shall yearn with soft wish, each caress of nigh

My darling, Sun-kissed clouds

My heart shall feel apart of yours

We dance in Indigo, soft moons

As the flame to the moth, we ignite

My truest snowflake shall encumber our spirits

My hands entwine

You complete my journey we shall bathe in light

I lay in the rose mist kiss my loving angels lips