My Love ,Your Arms

I am waiting
to fall in love.
42 years have
come and gone.
I have met people.
Good people.
Kind people,
just not you My Love.
At times I
think I see you.
Standing across
the street.
In the coffee shop.
At the Bank.
Even at dinner
last night,
I thought for just
a quick second...
but no.
Will I find you
My love?
I had a dream about
you when I was young.
I will know you.
I will be in the Kitchen
washing dishes by
hand.
My hands in the soapy
hot water.
You will come up
behind me.
Wrap your arms
around me and our
hands will meet in
the soapy water.
You will whisper
in my ear...
Easy.
And it will be.
I will meet
you My love and Your Arms
in this life,
or the next.
or the next.