Patience

I wait in patience and still you do not come

Sweet words cannot quiet the beating of my heart

I stretch limbs to touch you

The recoil shatters my essence

We will stride along desert sands

the gentle touch of fingers,

a soft reminder that we are one

We are whole, together

 

Is this the taste of rejection

Should friendship be our goal

A gift, surely

and yet, not fulfilment

Through and through I shall see you

Every string of your heart I shall play

I wait in patience and still you do not come

and I wonder

Are you lost?

Reviews

[emmajoy]

Such longing and longing and beautifully put .. so hope by the end of the end of the end of your poem, your patience was repaid.

[Nancy Lee Shrader]

Well done!

[cest la vie]

Such longing..such uncertainty..
Beautifuly expressed..

[Phibby Venable]

even the mildest recoil is noted by the longing heart..wonderfully
written. Very fine.

[Jeannie Wilder]

Ah! I know this feeling all too well. You put, what I'm sure is a common feeling, into a form that is not too common. Often with a subject like this, poems can become a little redundent, cliche or childish. Well done!