Hoping, you will be thinking of me

My chest swells with your thoughts

my heart beats faster, uncontrolled

waiting, on a whisper, hoping

every waking moment fills barren coffers.

Long left empty, resembling

stale crumbs of love, mere morsels

faded, dried flowers left leafless

filling a vase, white ringed and stained.

My mind wanders in and out

of your smile, twinkling eyes

subtle beauty, never realized

even dressed down,

and makeup free.

Butterflies mounting

twisting softly, unabating

my heart beating faster, uncontrolled

waiting on a whisper, hoping

you will be thinking of me