The Waiting GameA Poem by XxWhatsername86Strange isn’t it?
How this desire
seems to swallow us whole.
And it’s not quite a sinking sensation
but a shift in gravity
that fills my soul.
Something is falling.
Out of place, or out of time
I spent so many years calling
and kept getting the busy line.
But somehow, your heart has continued to thrive.
I’d stand before the flames of love
and let it burn us both alive.
As long as I know that I’m yours.
And you’re mine.
My dear, my darling,
please, give it time.
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4 Reviews Added on January 1, 2013 Last Updated on January 1, 2013 AuthorXxWhatsername86NYAbout"All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream." Edgar Allan Poe I'm 26 (July 12, 1994) and my name is Kim. I love taxidermy (I have a huge collection) and I'm a full time taxidermist. .. more..Writing
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