I’m ready for that smile now Lord.
That kiss that says “Are you my one?”
That hand that is held out with trepitation.
I long to see that shy look
pointed at me.
I will take great pleasure
in calming that nervous man
in showing him he is not invisible to me
In making him aware
that I like him
warts and all.
I am open
Finally, I am who I respect.
and in finding my own love
can appreciate it when it is offered