
Waiting
Waiting – perpetually, fervently,
For our eyes
Where our souls peek and bare
The beats of our hearts,
To meet.
Waiting – continually, excitedly,
For the days
Which serve as walls that separate and
Block our arms to embrace,
To pass.
Waiting – endlessly, eagerly,
For our tongues
Which silence and mute the voice and
Language of love
To speak.
Waiting – ceaselessly, amorously,
For our bodies,
That are filled with passion
Heat and hunger to get touched
To entwine.
Waiting – forever.
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