Tim Smith Poet Free verse

I Await

Wide awake in the pitch of night   
is when they come   
drifting in and out dreams   
dancing between real and fantasy   

declaration sits within the heart 
and is always felt   
each time different but the same   
the longing oft remains   
and roams   
  
the thrums, the whirrs   
easing me off to you   
caressing those night time blues   
staring then stirring   
  
how can I await   
as time passes by slowly   
but surely   
you wait too

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Richard Lamoureux July 9, 2018 at 8:22 AM Hopefully she does wait. I do appreciate your imagery, you get to the heart of emotion. Tim Smith July 9, 2018 at 1:15 PM Thanks Rick

Arthur Vaso July 9, 2018 at 1:25 AM We wait for love, then death! OMG thats a good quote!!!! :) Loved the poem. Tim Smith July 9, 2018 at 1:12 PM Sometimes they come at the same time

Brandy Nicole July 8, 2018 at 9:50 PM This is so beautiful, dreamy and romantic. Love is patient. Your thoughts caress the page with such grace. ~ Brandy Tim Smith July 9, 2018 at 1:14 PM Thank you so much Brandy

Lyric Man July 8, 2018 at 8:56 PM Heartfelt masterpiece.. your muse is strong right now, keep writing!!! Tim Smith July 9, 2018 at 1:14 PM Thank you Dave

Casarah Nance July 8, 2018 at 2:55 PM wait wait wait, in the in between breaths of fate... hugs x Tim Smith July 9, 2018 at 1:14 PM Always waiting

Ravi Sathasivam July 8, 2018 at 8:14 AM Excellent and well penned. Thanks for sharing it. Tim Smith July 9, 2018 at 1:14 PM Thank you Ravi

Lin Lane July 8, 2018 at 7:36 AM In an identical dreamscape you will find the one you seek. Send your coordinates.;-) Seriously, it's filled with longing and expressed sorrowfully, but beautifully. This reminds me of a verse in Robert Brownings poem 'A Woman's Last Word... " —-Must a little weep, Love,/ (Foolish me!)/ And so fall asleep, Love,/ Loved by thee." Tim Smith July 9, 2018 at 1:13 PM Don't you get me blushing : ))

Moon Flower July 8, 2018 at 7:26 AM Surely, she beckons to wait. Well done. ;) Tim Smith July 9, 2018 at 1:12 PM I hope so Moon

Jan Allison July 8, 2018 at 7:21 AM a joy to read your lovely lines today Tim:-) hugs Jan xx Tim Smith July 9, 2018 at 1:12 PM Thank you Jan :)