Beloved

Sat. of Beloved

Standing, staring
        Down.
             Upon the masses

Taking in all the happy
Smiling faces of lively couples
And this time I fee not lost,
But send a quick silent prayer to the Devine.

I feel like it might be Time
Time for a partner who Uplifts my
Soul and helps me Grow.

Grow I must so I shall blossom.
And may I be able to fully
Uplift others, the one whose Souls
Require the healing I so desperately wish to Give
                                               Give
                                                   GIVE.