Days

i spend days,

countless days

waiting,

 

 

days orbiting

around sun

 

 

suspended

between worlds

 

 

of sleep,

of waking,

 

 

of will they,

of won’t they,

 

 

with nothing much

to do,

 

 

but wait,

 

 

check my e-mails,

 

 

dream my favourite

dream,

 

 

days,

 

 

thinking

about you

Reviews

[...]

. oh, i so hope this wait ends soon, monsieur ...
. this is a beautiful poem ...

[Jaci]

I understand this feeling so well! It's the nights for me. You've written this wonderfully.