Waiting

Until the Dancing Heavens Fold,
Until Time Itself Burns like Flame,
I live with Secrets Purposely Untold,
This Well of Desire, mute and unclaimed.
Painting my Colours across the Quay,
Waiting, Praying, for You to See.

Until the Sun cease to Radiate,
Until the Moon no longer Hugs the Tide,
I live in Yearning and I wait,
But my Musings I simply cannot Hide,
And this my Existence Shall Ever Be,
Waiting, Yearning, for You to See
Me.

~Morgan~

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