Waiting

chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
edited October 2007 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Reaching in, I pull out this beating heart, mine
In hand I do hold onto this for you
For you, I wait
I wait for you
Do you have in hand your own that is beating for me
Is your every desire my name, for ours
Mine is yours, for ours
For my heart is for you
Only dreams whisper to me of your hearts name being me
To blend, to weave yours with mine, a web to bend, to mend
I only want what you are
You only want what
for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."

Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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Comments

  • justamjustam Posts: 21,410
    Should the last line perhaps be:

    you only want...what?
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