Waiting

Not knowing where to go,
But I always end up
In that special place that we know.

On a bench that's made for two,
Only one side is empty,
For that place is meant for you.
As I look out
Onto the beautiful sea shore,
crashing waves on me
Memories overtake me,
And wishes of making more

I float away to a special place
Beyond the waes and the crimpson horizon

In this special place you see
There are only two people –
just you and me

In this place, all is right
Nothing but love, and we never fight

In this place, there is no sadness

No rules to follow, no laws to break
No bars to hold us or separate

No one to tell us we can't kiss
or touch
I don't just tell you "I love you" –
I show you how much

But eventually all must end
My eyes must open,
and reality sets in

I think that I am strong.
I say it won't kill me,
But I wonder if I am wrong...

I think I am all set free,
But I know I am trapped in Mystry

You will never kiss me goodbye
And just that thought makes cry

Waiting for you to show,
And when I feel your hand on mine,
That's when I will go.
Leaving this bench empty.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Dec 2017

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