That running is not true;
That I have embraced you, with all that is me;
That I have embraced you, with more than what I knew-
If only you knew......
If only you had a little time
If only you could afford to stand and assimilate
If only you could give it some time;
If only your life didnt seem like a roller coaster ride
If only you were not on an ever spinning emergency
Maybe you would have known; what could have been shared
All that could be ours
The moments that could have been spent; without any pretention-
The moments that could have been just yours and mine
But I guess it was never meant to be
The never ending wait for my unknown lover...
the phone rang
ReplyDeletewe talked
or at least you say
we talked
it felt like
a few more pennies
flung in hope
down the maw
of a blind wishing well
waiting, waiting
waiting for the tinkle
of round hot metal
coated with the sweat
of drying hopes
striking bedrock
or the faint splash
of pennies landing
into the puddle
somewhere far below
the sound never comes
I'm too far perhaps
or perhaps the well
has lost it's bottom
waiting, waiting
hoping and waiting
for wishes to come true
gently breathing
superstition
and hyperventilating
waiting for you
to defy logic, science
norm, observation, experience
enervating waiting
knowing full well
your boss must've called
you're fighting
yet another fire
oblivious to the void
and the fact
that behind your
firefighting equipments
the home you built
is burning to the ground
that when you've wiped
the last grubby face
and received
the just accolade
when you turn for home
there is no home
to come home too
never mind..........