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A poem about how waiting for something to happen gets you nowhere. |
| A Night Together Blessed with a yes So gracious to hear An evening with you Is so frighteningly near I scramble around To cook, to prepare Clothes, nails, and makeup Perfume in my hair So scattered my heartbeats When I hear the bell Your face so familiar Eyes known so well I’m nervous and giddy My voice rises high I take a seat quickly You sit beside Watching a movie You’re close, I could touch Electric, such tension We’re not watching much Neither of us Know quite what to do We both hold the knowledge I’m in love with you So why play this mind game? Why not move on? Before we can stop it, Good-byes, then you’re gone So now I’ll sit thinking About our short time And pretend that you told me You’ll always be mine |