Anticipation

Anticipation
of your return,
like heat,
dries pedals of
a wildest rose.
And as eternity
each breath
until you come
and softness
of your eyes
will scoop
so deep
into the soul
that it will tremble
and will freeze
this moment
to exist
like no before
or after
ever was
and be,
or wanted.
Rushed waters flow
will destroy
all obstacles
that on it's pass...