The Shoreline Poem by Jacob Bradshaw

The Shoreline



Waiting at the shoreline,
For something to appear,
I have reason to believe,
In fact I know your near.
The smell of you wafts on the wind,
Your taste floats through the air,
I long to look upon you,
To see your gentle face,
To have you there beside me,
In this beautiful place,
And suddenly,
I know you are there.
At the perfect time,
Not to soon, not to late,
All that I had to do,
Was wait.
Wait for your presence,
Wait for words,
Wait for your whisper.
All that I had to do,
Was Wait.
And in waiting I found out,
Something which I had always knew,
The person that was waiting,
Has always been You.

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