Patience (a love letter)

 
Her name was Patience, She worked on  Virtue,
A therapist  who  helped  me  with  ongoing  issues
No  finger  pointing  and  no  need  for  appointments
Not  always  convenient,  but  timely  anointment
I’ve  dated  her  twin,  quickly  be-coming  Impatient
Going  all  in  without  weighing  situations  remaining
Jumping  off  on  1st  stops  along  lines  of  no  intuition
Positioning  my  want  before  the  reality  of  real  need
I’ve  been  lead  off,  from  being  fed  up  in  not  believing
Receiving  meals  without  thoroughly  checking   menus
Hourglass  was  her  rapture,  which  she  carried  with  poise
Her  silence  is  golden,  like  skin,  she  never  puts  on  make  up
Her  legs  run  the  entirety  of   the  whole  human  race in sum
Watching  my  back,  even  when  I’m  out  creeping   with  Fate
Never   late  because  of  her  constant  companion  relative,  Faith
On  loan  to  me  and  for  me  to use  to  gain experience  in  self-control
To  watch  her  work  out  for  me,  is  to  see  a  perfectly  arched  backbone
Even  when  met  with  Hate,  her  demure  never  ceases  to  endure
So  pure  is  this  woman,  I  long  to  love  her  constancy  in  perpetuity
Forever  losing  myself  in  her  serenity,   until  time  guts  out  long-suffering
Be  with  me  Patience,  for  with  you  by  my  side,  earth’s  gravity  becomes……
"Weightless"

Signed,

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