dazed for days
this fickle maze
of things I once forgot
the pages turn with all I learn
waiting for the plot
a story soon unfolds
the epic tale of romance lost
the nights I've pondered what it costs
to pray the price of true desire
to write the verses in my heart
the lands I've yet to chart
awake again it's 10 till 3
oh the stirring inside of me
to be so bold, so strong
in loving arms I shall belong
I can wait- for nothing great
comes quick or undecided
I'll gladly cherish and accept
what God has already provided

Good one

Very Nice