Love, I long to see you so much
I pray to our Father for one touch
Yet it is not our timing in life
But His that follow through all strife
Still I cannot cease to think
Of how much I need my friend.
Though we still must wait
For the wholly matrimonial link
I know that with God, ’tis a happy end
That will present before it is too late.

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