"waiting On You"
The breeze passes through me on this hot afternoon....
Waiting and searching for some gems of words from a spoon....
The passing flies seem to know their way, a lasting impression
with still not much to say....
These lost souls make their way around,
like unfocused mirrors of a sadly worn clown....
My head peaks up to see if you are there,
I'm trying to write but I need your air...
No clouds in the sky as I find shade under a tree,
little glows of hope but I still stay free...
The conversations are faint as my longing starts to overtake,
off in the distance she walks to me as my yearning starts to bake....
Closer and closer till I hear your sweet voice,
to take this time and run with it is our only choice...
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