I Will Wait For You

A poem about loving someone that's not within your reach

Time passes differently
For you than for me
A year of sorrow
Is your sad afternoon
In the time you have blinked
All your teardrops away
I've already lived
Through seven world wars

When I sit beside you
In a theater of minutes
I can touch your hand
And you'd never know
I will grow old
In waiting for moments
Where you would quicken
And touch my hand too

If a step nearer to me
Takes ten millennia
Then a peck on the cheek
Is on a whole other plane
You catch glimpses of me
When you take the time
Though it's too much to ask
Of one so in motion

I fell my bones
Beginning to soften
And I see my hair
Fade and fall to the floor
But you sit with your grin
Like a statuesque child
Your skin still so supple
While mine is mere gossamer

Has the Autumn ever
Mingled with Springtime
Have flowers and fires
Ever formed camaraderie
Can the laws be defiant
And can time readjust
Can it ever promise,
"I will wait for you"