An hour,
a day,
a month,
a year…
how long must I wait
before I see your beautiful face?
A season?
Spring is coming,
and I see new green grass…
peeking from beneath the melting snow,
but no sign of you.
How long must I anticipate
your arrival?
Say you are
somewhere in my future,
and not…
something I missed
in the past.
How long must I wait
before I can cup your beautiful face
in the palms of my hands…
and profess my love to you?
I hope it won’t be…
forever
a day,
a month,
a year…
how long must I wait
before I see your beautiful face?
A season?
Spring is coming,
and I see new green grass…
peeking from beneath the melting snow,
but no sign of you.
How long must I anticipate
your arrival?
Say you are
somewhere in my future,
and not…
something I missed
in the past.
How long must I wait
before I can cup your beautiful face
in the palms of my hands…
and profess my love to you?
I hope it won’t be…
forever
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wow! great
Thank you!!
I love the beauty of this one. I can almost see the imagery.
Thanks Bekky!!
(grin) You deserve it. You have a very strong sense of wording. Each poem gets stronger and more confident. Do not stop I can literally see your work growing!
Don’t wait
any longer
I am here
here to be
with you
together
to grow
to hold
to love
to grope
Open your eyes
look in the world
can you see
that is me
Don’t wait
any longer
I am here
here to be
with you
Thank you so much! Always be here only!