Love is patient, you are slow
Love is patient.
Love is patient.
Love is patient and that is a good thing, my love,
because you
Are slow.
I loved you when you had zits and braces,
And I will love you wrinkled and gray.
Your face isn't what I love you for,
but it would be nice if you would show
Show up, show your face
Instead you make me wait.
Love, you are late
A few years.
I told you where I was.
I've been here
Loving patient, loving slow
Loving from a distance.
Getting old.
I made my love known
To you
And you reciprocated
But you are slow and love is patient,
So I have waited.
Please come soon
With not another "on my way"
No more "not now"
Come as you are
Love, be here
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