Dedicated to a man whom I thought was my husband.
A feverish night.
I wondered if we would make it
To the day we were to meet
An arranged meeting
That I was rather skeptical
Little did I realize you could make me feel so special
A single meeting
Was all it took
To make meaningless years of wrongful pining
Seem like another lifetime away
By one single look.
One single conversation
You.
The unknown knight I was looking for to no avail
Is finally nearby
As I lay awake at night
Wondering, if the very person on my mind
Was thinking about me - you are certainly one of a kind.
What used to be unnecessary years of yearning
The unshed tears forever shining
The dam has finally emptied
The much anticipated years await
As I begin to count weeks and months and sometimes days,
For one single moment, one single glance
Is really quite enough
To keep me going
A thousand countless dreams
That I clasp close to my heart
Knowing that the days I can unveil them to you
Draw closer and closer.
Will you accept them
My tall dark and handsome
Little did I realize
The very man I envisioned
The ideal prince charming
Who would often grace the pages I type out
Was infact an almost exact replica
of the man I met three months ago.
The quiet, responsible, polite young man
To match the shy, curious writer inside me
What more could we really ask for?
Six months seemed like forever
But to wait for you, I will
For I have been waiting for years
A mere few months could be worth waiting tenfold
far more than all those never ending years
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Stripped Bare
PoetryIts exactly as you see my title just there A meger collection for now Of a verse or two that try to speak Of tales of a young heart, mind and soul Being stripped apart, stripped bare completely. Of once, twice, of times infinitely Define who I am? ...
