See Her Again

Sinking was my heart when I saw your face,
Burning like a fire when I saw your smile,
Oh, how my heart feels out of place,
Wishing that I could see you again,
For I cannot resist the urge to kiss your lips, holding you in my sweet embrace,
But I understand that the time must be right, not acted upon by haste,
And still I'll have the chance to see you again.
Long have I wanted this dream to come true,
To once again see you, lovely as ever,
Who is this "Her" you ask? Why that "Her" is you.
Sinking was my heart when I held your hand,
Racing like a storm as I look in you eyes,
Knowing that they have shed a thousand tears,
And that, I understand,
Wondrous like the yellow of a golden time,
Slowly killing off a thousand fears,
A million blaze-ons could not describe this love that I have,
For they are naught but myth of the Female Divine,
When I see her again, I see only but a deal so genuinely real,
As if Aphrodite had once again unleashed her Wrath,
Upon the heart which is to be mine,
And that I can feel.
Who is this "Her" you ask? Why that "Her", of course, is you.