Someday Mine

His breath must be warm as sunshine,

His touch like peaceful waves of the sea-

gliding- gentle



His mouth must be soft as the fresh grass in spring,

His eyes like that of the quiet gray sky-

soothing- silencing



His speech must be sweet as a songbird’s melody,

His mind bright and open like the morning’s first light-

mesmerizing- musical



His heart might be golden as the autumn’s leaves,

His soul as delicate as a winter’s snowflake-

priceless – precious



He must be waiting for me like the flower waits to bloom-

He may be holding out his hand for mine as the moon does for the sun-

hoping- hiding



He will find me.

He will know me.

He will love me.



Someday - Mine