THE WAIT
I walked on that lustrous sand,
As the sun kissed the seas;
With roses in my nervous hand;
Breaking a sweat in that breeze;
With each step closer to her,
My heart felt an extra beat.
As I came closer and closer,
I could hardly carry my feet.
There she was, still and calm;
Covered up in maples so new;
And basking in golden evening warm.
My lips murmured:"I love you!",
In a painful and husky tone;
Waiting long, for her to say.
She stayed still, under the stone;
"May be she'll say that someday",
I told myself, and walked away;
With salty tears, all the way.
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1 comment:
Good stuff! i wonder what triggered this though :)
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