Impatience
I know somewhere, away from here
Somewhere deep on different shores
Our stars are meant to cross again
I know of love............I know
I feel your presence here with me
It matters not the century
A tangled vine was sent for me
To cling, until my eyes can see
you reaching out for me
There is a tangled vine, that grows between
Two centuries old, it can't be seen
Between us now, it has a hold
that defies all lucid reasoning
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Submitted for Dr. Ram's Contest "Passion Pays, Not Patience"
Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2013
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