It's love from a distance, unspoken words, missing components, desire, and passion 
wasn't suppose to be this way.
The words we fear to speak our bodies moans in pleasure as we embrace, and with our strong emotional & physical connection God so kindly gave us to share, we stay persistant.
I went in for Pleasure, came out feeling as if I found my treasure.
Can't pressure it, can't make it love me.
All I can do is wait, intensely for the tone or the text awaiting for what maybe next.
My love is wild, crazy, spontaneous, deep, passionate, faithful, lasting, adored, cherished, presurved for my King.
Until I know this is not infatuation and indeed a possible eternal lover.
I wait, pray, with grace and hope.
I wait like a Soilder with gear and combact for distruction.
I wait at the top of the Mountain for which I have traveled to make sure it was beautiful, maintained, classy, filled with the spirits and angels of the lord, and has lots of fruit so I can feed my King upon arrival.
I wait but I am not waiting alone, or in still mode.
Just like my King, I work hard. Assuring if anything were to happen to my King during his expedition, he'd still be secure and taken care of. Everything he desires I will forfill.
Not concerned with anything or anyone else. I will be here now and if its meant to be I can assure, I'll be with you forever. Happily say Yes to my King.
I wait for my lover, I wait for the possibility. I wait for the experience, if it's not meant to be. You were worth it.
Waiting for you is worth the wait.