With Bated Breath

When you left me in mild mid-summer twilight I heard you say you’d return on a silvery night Through the dust of full moon of spring when Hues would flush the first rose of my garden. Beyond the blue haze of bright night’s beguiled And ardent ambience I saw you disappear while The rush of thoughts swept my mind with tense Expectations shrouded by a nebulous suspense Defined by the design of my dreams I’d dreamed. Bereft of the zest my loveless languished time lone Raced on pensive plateau with changing seasons. Early in spring in the sapling of rose I’d planted A bud unfurled pink petals to bloom enchanted. Till the full moon shined on my first rose I waited Holding fragile heart at the edge with bated breath. August 25, 2019 Title chosen : With Bated Breath Contest : Pick A Title, Vol 8-Acrostic Sponsor : Edward Ibeh June 5, 2020 Contest : Brian's Select 5 Sponsor : Brian Strand