As I Wait
As the sun is setting beneath the earth and the wind returns to embrace my soul,
I shall grow old and die here as I wait for your return.
Nights so dark, long and empty, a new day bright, airy and lonely.
The dew lost its moisture, the flowers their scent, gone is the absence of
Your crispy breath that once blew upon them.
Sorrow abides within me rooted, grounded, growing into a sharp aching everlasting pain.
I do what I must to live through each moment.
Will death come to me before my eyes sweep past your face? Before my lips drink life from
Yours again. So many riddles to solve.
The rainbow the color of your hair, has not appeared since you’ve
Chills creep into my bones yearning for your warm touch.
Time should stand still and wait for you as I do.