Patiently AwaitingA Poem by Cre8tivePatiently Awaiting For my prince to come Awaiting for his arrival In this cruel world Survival, Is a must All that’s out there is lust Dudes don’t love, they’re just looking to bust And as I sit here with my head on the glass in this cold bus I think of the future Us What would it be like to be happy To be in love minus all the sappy But to truly mean what I say Is the day that I await So as I sit here and pray For you to come My heart beats faster
than a drum My finger is itching, green thumb Waiting for your love to grow and hum its way to me If it could be? I envision you standing boldly, planted with size 11 feet A towering 6 foot 3 overshadowing me With an abstract mind An intellectual beauty that speaks Cherishing art and life’s many mysteries But as vivid as you are in my mind, I can’t await the time
that we meet Because I know as I am waiting for, you are waiting
for me © 2012 Cre8tive |
StatsAuthorCre8tiveAtlanta, GAAbout20 Years Of Age. Really Big On Self-Expression. Lover Of Art. Junior In College, Majoring In Psychology. Work Part Time. Passion= Poetry, Photography, and Music more..Writing
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