Will I See You
Without a face or name that I would know
you haunt my dreams like darkness in the day,
a ghost that hope implores my soul to show
its spirit, voiced from whispers that I pray.
In solitude I wonder if you ache
like me to hold an absent lover's hand,
or search the crowds until your eyes mistake
me like mirage above a restless sand.
Would I become the finish to your race
or would I be the prize you doubt to touch?
Do you persist to hunt for me apace
or falter, as often I do so much?
I've wagered all the longing in my heart
but fear my love will fail before its start.
About the Poem
This sonnet is the second in a set of three. These poems are being written to form the basis for a trio of songs I collaborated with a composer friend to create. This poem expresses the doubts of someone who has long sought a soulmate but worries that quest will be unfulfilled.
This poem is previously unpublished in print. This poem was finished November 6, 2003.