Thursday, March 13

The Wait


leaning on the shaded window
feeling the ripples of cool wind
hearing whispers of passion's vow
'n tinkling giggles of love divine

lights twinkling on the limitless skyline
mirroring the passion in your eyes
your voice rings in my minds's crevice
like a fleeting caress of passing time

loving days of togetherness vanish in a hush 
while hours of wait seem like a lifetime
a years of solitude 've passed by in a flash
as we await our minuscule moments of love






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