The Wait

There is no greater thrill or torture

Then waiting to see you again

The want to just be in your company

To hear your laugh echo through my ears

My smile always breaking through

I can’t help it

The way you perfectly fit within my arms

How I could have kissed you till morning

Still I know that wouldn’t have been enough

Now I’ll have to wait

That’s all I can do

Till I see you again

Elizabeth Almeida ©2024