An Uncertain Wing

Time, an uncertain wing,

Of the one thing I want to share.

Not that there isnt enough of it,

But too much between us as a pair.

 

If I could have just one answer

To the prayers I pray to God above

I would want to know:

That in time, if I will be able to express my love?

 

Or would I have to feel and never be felt,

To long, but never quench,

To love, but never be loved,

And hold it all in.

 

I guess herein lies the answer,

That no matter how I feel,

No matter the time between,

Love, I always will.