I wait

I wait

The door shuts as time seats

Quiet and willing to listen

The words timed traveled to history

With the glass clean a mirror becomes cloudy

If it were different twenty years or twenty minutes

Wrinkles our skin hands of time

A heart a soul filled missed cheer

Laughter from the a ghost in a chair

Greets the memories in the mind

While being off in a day dream of all if it should or could off

A silent listen to the beat of a pulse

Thinking what fun really means

Why romance never really walked a path close enough to grasp

Tears of this seems comedic acting 

Whirled in the moon of two eyes of hope

This tea is bitter while coffee comforts in the ticking clock of this

The door never shuts tight

For a sunrise means another chance

For the hand of a sunset couple

This is why patience is a true friend

Time pulses as the chair holds the warmth

Looking for the shine of eyes that hold

A heart and shares another heart

I wait