March 16th, 2009
Can I wait for an affair?
Can I wait for him to die young?
Arrive as the rescuer returned
Somewhat forgotten
But never had longing lusted.
Conversations upon confidence.
Your adaptations,
Watching stars from the shadows,
Patiently counseling pride
Believing it to someday bloom prudence,
And eyes to see you.
Can I now confess?
Is time against such words?
Always you have been admired,
For spirit,
For faith,
For speech and thought,
For kindness and love,
You worked to bridge my great divide,
To welcome me to you.
I wasn’t ready for you,
Or I wasn't ready for it.
My watch got away;
Our Time left before I knew.
If such a moment,
Unwanted yet unexpected,
Sounded the alarm,
Distant but true,
I’d ask you
What are your dreams?
What is your future?
What is ours?
When you got a cat,
I was skeptical.
Now I understand.
Too late.
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