I know a Girl

I know a girl

I know a girl whose present lackadaisical position was once overflowing with animation
Her eyes that now glow with tears formerly glistened with anticipation

Wishing, waiting, wishing, waiting, waiting, waiting …

I know a girl who danced on the heavens and sang to the winds
She whispered delirium in melodious mantras and shrieked that the Lord saved her sins

Still wishing, still waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting…

I know a girl whose devil-may-care existence washed along the abandoned highway
She languidly jumps from reality to daydreams; only herself she betrays

Just waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting…

I know a girl whose fervor radiated the warmth of passion and the madness of obsession
Her elation exuded the yellows and reds of western sunsets that she could never question

Waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting…

I know a girl whose torrent affair with the demons of delight abruptly left her forsaken
She twiddles her thumbs and grins to one side perplexed by how it began

Waiting, waiting, waiting…

I know a girl who once led a fanatical mutiny against the evils of dependency
She dynamically converted a stubborn woman and still preserved her decency

Waiting, waiting…

I know a girl who was drunk off Mother Nature’s ability to reach inside her senses
Now, naked and numb, she cries to make every effort to experience the wetness

Waiting…

I know a girl who conjured up light in cheerless eyes, and smiled in shadows of anguish
Now her melancholy flows through her veins and her conversation seems tasteless

waiting

I know a girl who wanted so much but created ineffective schemes
Now she waits for her guardian angel to make truth of her dreams

I know a girl…