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A Minute of Your Time


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I'm anxious for you

I will not wait any longer

I heard what you told me

But I do not accept what you told me

I will get up from my bed

My tangled and sleepless bed

I will put on my shoes

And throw over my pajamas

That old blue coat you left here

Two months ago

After we went to coffee late at night

The bitter coffee that mixed with salty tears

 

I will not wait for you to call

Although you said "soon"

Soon you would call

But I am not patient

I am not able to lie awake as the light moves

And stirs up longing that is impossible

I am not able to press my hands over my ears

And close my eyes to the intrusions

Of one last smile, one final word

And the graveyard of "See you in the future"

 

Would you approve of this

Approve of me out this late, driving

Would you sit bolt upright and forbid this

Ring me up and say "Do not come…

It only makes things harder"

I'm coming anyway

In my pajamas and sock slippers

And your blue coat

 

Because I am unable to sleep

And I am unable to live

I am unable to remember

Your face so well

As I have been so close to you

For so many days and day's endings

There is madness in not speaking

There is weight, stooped shoulders

There is you, turning as if to leave

But hoping I would ask you to stay

And I said nothing

 

So I drive with frosty windows

I cannot wait, I cannot analyze

I only can see one thing

I only can drive to one place

And I only can ask one thing

 

Because I cannot sleep anymore

With my hand over the telephone

With the weeks that spill to days

The days that turn to seconds

The eyes that turn to the sky

The question that I always ask

The person I always need, but never have

 

If I have meant more than a moment

If I could have just a minute of your time

If you might answer your door

As I tremble outside

You might see someone who is lonely

Or you might see someone who is passionate

But it is only me, alone as I am

Half-turning to leave

Tongue-tied and full of pain

Bold and reckless, but once your whole life

It is only…me

Asking for a minute of your time……..

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So, I am out of adjectives to describe how talented you are. I'm going to find where I hid my thesarus so that next time you write I will be able to come up with more visual and descriptive compliments. All I will say know is.... wow, I'm moved.

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