Kitty comes
And forcefully pushes
His head against my hand,
Knocking the phone out of my grasp
And onto the floor.
Purring loudly;
He has his way of
Reminding me where
Love and
The real world are
Waiting patiently,
Steadfast and true.
Kitty comes
And forcefully pushes
His head against my hand,
Knocking the phone out of my grasp
And onto the floor.
Purring loudly;
He has his way of
Reminding me where
Love and
The real world are
Waiting patiently,
Steadfast and true.
How too
I see that you
Are waiting.
How too
I hear an underlying
Song in your voice
And feel
The deep wanting running
In the lightest
Brush of
Your fingertips.
Waiting.
I asked you to slow down,
I could not keep up.
So you trudged on ahead
Never looking back
And i lost sight of you
Out there.
I came to a division of many
paths
Where i took a moment to rest,
My strength dwindling.
And i waited.
I waited
And i counted the stars.
I took shelter in the trees
Thinking
At any moment
You might return
To me.
I woke to a cold frost
And realized i could not stay without nourishment and shelter
Through more seasons.
And had to choose a path
One that did not lead me to you
But
A
Mountain top
Where i could see
Many other peaks in front of
Me.
And there my whole body
Was filled with a sense of
Possibility.
Much time went by
And you found me
But you were angry
I did not wait longer for your return.
I will no longer apologize for the natural need to take care of myself.
And on I went without you
On to the next valley
And on to the next peak
And i took my own breath away
As each day i
Stood up.
Waiting for a connection.
Watching people go by,
A few looking quite frantic.
Ready to board their plane
And fly away.
Most staring straight ahead
One destination on their mind.
Always flying away.
They are all so distracted,
Staring at their phones
And tripping
Over nothing.
Dreaming of flying away.
And I wonder what
Tales the
Luggage carousel
Might tell.
I thought you waited.
You thought I left.
I thought you spoke.
You thought I said.
I thought,
We fought.
You thought,
We fought.
Why didn’t we just ask?
I’m hanging on.
I am believing you are still there.
Your heart beating.
Your skin warm.
Waiting.
Waiting and
Breathing.
Knowing every day
Brings us closer.
Every hour nearer.
Seeing
Clearer
Than we have ever seen
Before.
If you were
To touch me
I would shatter into thousands
Of pieces
From the longing.
From the waiting
To
Be.
After searching for you from the
Moment
My soul
Entered this existence.
And there,
At the very center of those pieces,
You shall find me.
You make me feel beautiful