my yet unfound love

I can hear the song, those sounds of life, for the lyrics of mystery.

I miss you my yet unfound love. Even though I've never met you.

I miss your breath and its warmth on my skin, even though I've never felt you.

I miss your soft and gentle lips touching mine, even though I've never kissed you.

I miss the touch of your hand holding mine, even though I've never held you.

I miss your angelic voice, yet I've never heard you.

I miss the look of your eyes piercing into mine, yet I've never seen you.

I miss the whole you. Even though I still don't know you.

But I will wait patiently so once I find you, I will know it is truly you. I do not know how, I will know it's you.

But yet something tells me, my heart will sink like a stone in the river, my hands will feel heavy not possible to define gravity, my stomach will shake from dance of the butterflies.

And

My body will naturally move to yours. What then you ask? We write our story.

P.S.

I miss you, my yet unfound love.