on our porch
Hoping you would peek around the corner of the walk
Cheshire grin plastered on your face
Blue gray eyes focus on mine as the only person you see
You did that to me
Made me feel I was your universe.
4 thoughts on "Waiting"
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Even though people are gone, they still inhabit the air around us.
Your longing is so palpable. This poem breaks my heart.