I am waiting.
For the right time.
Fifteen seconds of fame.
Fifteen seconds of something.
I am waiting.
Leaning against brick walls.
Looking up at structures.
Frank Loyd Wright lives.
I am waiting.
Cig's in hand.
Smoke trailing by.
Breathing long silence.
I am waiting.
It is soon my time.
This life going crazed.
A fresh mind for years.
I am waiting.
I am waiting.
I am waiting.
For you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That's a pretty amazing piece of poetry Steve! Hugs, Dee