Encountering Emptiness

I'm waiting for a message.
I'm sitting in a bar.
I've flown 10,000 miles.
I've journeyed from afar.
The stranger who would meet me
is no one that I know;
I dreamed her voice in Paradise,
she told me she would show.
Oh where are you my only love,
when will you dance with me,
step from the crowds into my heart,
I long to set you free.
When will you stand before me,
when will your face appear,
I'm sinking into loneliness,
I'm sinking into fear.
I want to lift your flouncing skirt;
I want to touch your soul;
I want my hands to trace your breasts;
I want to make you whole.
They're wiping down the tables,
it's time to disappear;
I guess that you are far my love
and yet you feel so near.
But I will haunt this table,
each long and empty night
until you finally show up,
until the time is right.
-mce