"My Romeo Bee"

Can I touch his face,

And feel his embrace?

It's been a long, long wait;

Who is my fate?

"Be patient, my wating rose;

Your Romeo bee, I chose,

To be someone kind and loving;

Who will arrive in My timing.

Heartaches may come your way;

Sadness in your heart may stay;

In every fall I will help you stand;

I'll reach out to touch your hand.

I have in mind the place and date;

Not a minute early or a second too late.

Replace your doubts by trust;

For a complete surrender is a must!"

(from Armie Jane's Poems Of Love 11: My Romeo Bee)