Promise

My heart is empty
As I wait for you.
Yet strangely full,
As only He can do.
I lie awake upon my bed,
Promises of you
Running through my head.
How & where I do not know,
Yet peaceful am I
Until you show.
How strange it is,
To long so much,
Waiting patiently to feel your touch.
And also to be so satisfied
Because I am already
Another's bride.

1/28/2010