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Poem 31: Waiting

Waiting

You stand,
at the door of myself.
You wait,
knowing I know.
You heard,
my voice acknowledge...
But now,
there's no sight of me.

You speak,
you know I can hear you,
But still,
I never appear.
You ask
why am I laughing.
I fear,
seeing your face.
I know
I am not faithful,

Sorry,
My heart is not ready
..for you

I hurt,
& I know what I must do...




Cheryl Tower - Dec 17, 2005



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