Anticipation

Anticipation

Like a cold night's yearning for sun's warmth,
I await her.

Like a dry sand beach welcomes the tide,
I await her

Like a breathless groom at the altar,
I await her.

Like desert sands bide the coming of rain,
I await her.

Like an eaglet yearns to fledge,
I await her.

Like a bee hovering over a blooming flower,
I await her.

Like the mother in birth needs hear that cry,
I await her.

Like a poet prays for inspiration,
I await her. 

Like he who no longer knows who she is,
I await her.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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