OOOOHHHH Lord

I hit the streets stressing.  Everyone yelling; openess our downfall for sacredness, everyone projecting and I have found the perfect place.  A sacred place, more sacred than papal readings or ancient script.  It is a love letter.  I have been frozen; hurt, unable to speak, lost in my own pain yet in your honesty I find good in me, a good I've never been known.  Love.  You are my safe  place.  Last night I went to sleep worried, woke up dreaming, and went back to bed with you.   OOOOOHHH my love.  And as you speak my dreams I long for them to come true.  There is walk and work ahead yet my back is broad and my beleif solid.  I love you, in case you didn't know.  I....Love....you.   I love you.  How many ways can I say it and as afternoon turns to evening and evening to night I wait for your call.   I want you now and though patience is a virtue,  I cannot wait yet I am  calm.   OOOOHHH Lord.   Where is she?  Does she feel my love?  Can it be any greater?  I long to find out.  You take me there and I am lost, hurt beyond hope yet you..oh i  understand and it is joy.  Me loving you loving me.  Sunshine and shadow.  Daytime and night, freedom and pain.  For you i will walk it all, walk it out till there is nothing but us and calm, as you have shown me. Love, do you love despite my mistake?.  I am waiting for your call.