On The Edge Of Longing Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt

I saw you on the edge of longing
you poured sand
in the hourglass of sudden events
in order to cheat in the free time
hands of the clock raced off ahead

thoughts broken from the chain
of restrictions
waited impatiently for the sound
of footsteps in the fog
in order to lead the look to the sun

whom I had to wait for
like for stroking into the cheek
of morning of the bright day
when wild strawberries will bloom
be a smell for me with forest

I will exchange longing then
for love and...