awaiting – a poem

awaiting – a poem

[from Misconfigurations of Love Рpoetry]

i have waited for her for so long
i am beginning to make up stories
tell myself lies
that when she arrives
i will be sure to wipe clean the slate
there are no known roads ahead
we have never been here before
and have no maps for what’s next
best to stay in the touch and now
in the shine and slick of skin
and not let our hearts get ahead
of what we cannot comprehend
nor predict


image: atlanic ave, peter burge, creative commons usage


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