Anticipation

Tomorrow is incessantly beckoning my mind

The weekly diversions couldn’t be more beyond my desire

Though I want them more than food

Here I am; you are many miles behind a faceless phone

Your words linger in electronic messages

When you talk about letting go….

Will you let me in?

I can only swallow my expectations and grin

When someday is today; you can touch me

I will only touch you enough to make up for time

Times when faces looked upon me; they saw my secret

Only in my head

Even tainted in mysterious mirrors

They, spontaneously juxtaposed on esoteric faces

Never did I foresee; which is what I always dreamt

Deep down behind my pride is a secret strife

So close I can taste it

Another life

I ponder what you taste like

Its hard to let go; I can only be honored you will for me

So far we are

Connected we could be

I wish my words might pacify anticipation

Once I ran away very far; I found myself

I left my heart there forever

Now dust dwells upon that shelf

Your island is a place unknown to me

Can I lose myself again there?

Maybe find something

Something somewhat undefined; always there where I never knew