I Wait
I...
I wait...
I wait ever...
I wait ever patient...
I wait ever patient on...
I wait ever patient on a...
Mystery.
When I do not know
If you will ever appear
Only existing in my dreams
I can almost taste you
Wondering what your hands
Will feel like on my waist
I smell your skin
As it clings to mine
Desperately
I wait...
Copyright © Andrea Travis | Year Posted 2012
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