Time
As evening sets in ,I'm thinking of you.
I smell ,then see you.
A voice talks to my heart.
Finally it's time.
He speaks silently and assured.
And I am wrapped in warmth.
Almost time.
I see those eyes.
Is she the one.
I can breath.
Feed me and hold.
Dinner time.
I see you walking towards me.
Your black dress is your shield.
You carry with pride and your voice as well.
Recognizing it I gasp.
We both see.
Those lovely words and arrowed.
Reunited we dance our favorite song.
The sun is rising and I'm thinking of you.
We danced again holding as we had before
Timed perfect.
As evening sets in I see you brush a wisp of hair back.
You who I waited for since God first prodded me.
It is time.
We're older now not as fast.
The love can run and does.
Overtime.
Copyright © Patrick Cornwall | Year Posted 2011
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