Faithfully, Patiently

Part III · The Des Moines / Post-Military Era (2000–2015)

Oh, baby, I’m thinking of you
A fount for feelings so deep so true
Finding each other was a feat of fate
Let’s go, together, it’s never too late

So much more than a pretty face
Or willing body and warm embrace
Draped in rags or dressed in lace
You set an example of quiet grace

When I reach out to you with my mind
It’s no surprise that I come to find
That though miles lie between you and I
The distance means nothing…

Faithfully, patiently
Close your eyes and walk with me
We’ll visit paradise and call it home
Build our house in the pleasure dome

Tenderly, lovingly
Hold my hand and walk with me
We’ll visit paradise and call it home
Build our house in the pleasure dome

Oh, you know I love you so
And will always miss your perfect kiss
Your tender touch means so much
To me, the man your love set free

Don’t you cry over the heart you stole
‘Coz you filled the hole inside my soul
There’s no one, babe, who I need more
I’ll always be rich no matter how poor

When I search within that special place
I find your darling, smiling face
And though miles lie between you and I
The distance means nothing…

Faithfully, patiently
Close your eyes and walk with me
We’ll visit paradise and call it home
Build our house in the pleasure dome

Tenderly, lovingly
Hold my hand and walk with me
We’ll visit paradise and call it home
Build our house in the pleasure dome

We’ll dance in the misty moonlight
Lie in the dew-damp grass
We’ll stare at the stars not in the skies
But the stars within each others eyes.

Darling, I love you.

Composed 2000 · part of the Poems collection · authorship documented on the Provenance page.