Wait

Lonely nights, Restless frights. Sleep eludes, Reflections of solitudes. Maybe I should wait, For time is getting late. Unless, it is early still? To the beholder's will. No words can portray, Emptiness when you are away. Your arms- my pillow, Without- I become a weeping willow. Your heartbeat- my lullaby, In the silence, I yearn to cry. Your breath absent upon my cheek, Foretells future dreams I wish to seek. Your love- my embrace, Present in the absence of your place. Your presence- my solid rock, Never fading; in my heart under lock. My life you did restore, Proving what true lovers are for. Missing you every minute; A poem every moment without you in it. I know 'There' is a must, Lessening not my passions of lust. Aching emptiness; becoming familiar, Feelings of 'Lost'- are so similar. Wait long; Hopefully not, I will wait until my arms have you got. In wait, Time is nothing; In wait, Time is an eternity. Until that day is come, Waiting is all I get done.