

Waiting...
I turned my back on you
Once
After I sought you out
With such
Desire
As hours go by
So slowly
Some nights
I want to warm myself
By the glow of your
Bright fire
I’m
Tired
So damned
Tired
The
Pain
Incessant and
Perpetuated
Seeing others
Win you
After so much
Hardship
That, with me,
You eventually
Resonated
I slightly chuckle at
The thought of
The reader of this
Poem
Who probably thinks
I’m referring to
Love..
Wouldn’t that be nice..
Unfortunately
You’re the synonym
I’m thinking
Of
Perhaps only I
Would see it that way
They
See you as an ending
As they’re dreading
Your decay
But my question is
Have they yet called my number?
Has the time yet arrived
For my slumber?
How much longer
Shall I
Lie in wait
Have you now
Stood me up
For our date?
I want to cuddle
With you
And be caressed
Doesn’t necessarily mean
I’m depressed..
Just utterly deprived
Of rest..
But I’ll patiently
Defer you
Even though I
Prefer you
I will await your
Request
Life is in love
With me..
But it’s
Unrequited
Can’t say this
Without
Sounding misguided
So I write it..
When you come
For me
I refuse to
Fight it..
I’m patiently
Waiting.