Ode to a Soulmate

I've yet to see what you look like

though I'm assured you really exist

and that someday soon you will rescue me

so long as my romantic yearnings persist.

Friends and family offer platitudes,

chief among them my "soulmate will arrive".

But persistence long ago became heartbreak

and waiting arms open became trying to survive.

I'm wondering if you're out there why you wait

to show yourself and let romance begin

so my happiness might finally take flight

from the doubts holding it hostage within.

With bright piercing eyes and heart-stopping smile

I imagine you to be loving and kind.

Your love will be all that I could ever want

and everything my soul could ever want to find.

But days grow cold as patience wears thin

and my hope stubbornly struggles to survive.

Please come and prove that my heart's not in vain

and reward my keeping the dream of you alive.