Waiting to be swept, looking for those arms to
rest
I await the call for me and not my best
Without it I can survive, but that's my quest
I wish I could fly and find my happiness crest
One who takes me as I am...my soul and flesh
To my heart's core make me feel blessed ...
Warmth of whose words would make me see,
the one in me and who I could be
For whom I did be shackled, who would set me
free
And I did find no reason why even sourness would
make me love thee
One who takes me as I am...my soul and flesh
I did love thee and let love be my only plea
In the middle of night who could hear me talk
And make little moments seem like a moonlight
walk
Whom I did listen and not be a snob
Understand thee, whose thoughts I could chalk
One who takes me as I am...my soul and flesh
In thy soul I could rest even when am in mess
Little drops of care who would help me
sought
Would come back to me even when we fought
Whose trust I could break at no cost
For whom bending of ego would seem no loss
One who takes me as I am...my soul and flesh
I still await, I still await...for that moment,
that place.
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