patiently i... wait

[photograph courtesy of Denise Harris]


as she lay sleeping i...



watch the... dream of this world through the...
five windows of my mind but...
my senses have been overwhelmed by the...
sense of... you.
now...
what's a poet to do?
how do i... write a poem that... makes sense?
see... i remember those... long midnight walks along...
the banks of the nile, that i though were... past...
how meeting you has... once again made...
ancient memories... present... but... tense.
why didn't you wait for me... this lifetime?


the moment we met i... looked into your eyes...
saw reflections and... recollections! ...of love and...
surprise... as you realized... you...
were reading my mind!
we may not understand it, but... its crystal clear...
we recognized the... tie that... binds...
our... bodies and.. souls... across... lifetimes.
its at... times like these i... find words ineffectual...
to explain this experience, perhaps...
i should start practicing... pantomimes...
you know... gestures and... facial expressions,
body language! revealing the mysteries of a...
forever love...
hmmmm... virtual... road signs...
pointing the way... past... the illusion of time...
back? ... to our future.
your present relationship may very well suit you, but...
will it stand the test... will it transcend any and...
all obstacles, including... time?
these words that i write... the reason for my rhyme...
it's all about... YOU!
you... are the muse... who has always been home...
in the mansions of... my mind.


still... my commitment to... commitments...
keeps me from the... full expression of our...
eternal relationship... except... in between the... lines...
of my poetry. why? simply because...
you didn't wait for me.
so i wait.
after all... what's a... lifetime or... two...
when your love has been created to... last for eternity.
this is not the first time i... returned...
to the... dream of this world... looking for... you!
if by chance it is not... the last...
as delicious and... nutritious as... our love is...
i don't mind an occasional... fast.
it was the... "absence" of you...
that makes the... "presence" of you...
such a... "stone... cold... blast"... like...
don cornelius on soul train with... sister erykah singing,
"i guess I'll see you next lifetime..."
this is not a harlequin romance or a... zane novel...
this! ... is a... "Love Divine!"
do you remember me now?
any feelings of... deja vu?
no? that's alright... forever love...
blesses one with... infinite patience...
so i wait...
until you do.









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