It Scares Me No End That Love Can Be So Deep Poem by Sumita Jetley

At one spot, just so like that:
young, carefree too full of self
On the other spot, so mature

So, is patience the game?
when two people are exploring
so much into each other
nearly running into vulnerabilities
touching hot cold spots
with no offences

So, is patience the game?
may be I am agreeing with you
day in day out, saying anything
but hearing more of the silence that prevails


Yes!
In few instances
to know the fire or people {both}
may be patience is the game

Why call it game?
Let's change it to fascinating
'meditation'