Craig Farrell

Rookie - 0 Points (September 4th,1972 / South Africa)

Point - Poem by Craig Farrell

I have waited for a hundred years…
To here you carry deep steps upon ascending stairways
Only to stop outside my red door
And knock like you need a declaration.
Red has always been your colour.
Always been my fire.
Burning for your lips

Excuse me for hesitating
But the wait is part of this game
Eagerness is a ballad for children's adventures
And the disguise is a dialog for desperate feasts

If you only tap once more
my resolve will decay.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 17, 2012

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