Time Alone Poem by Kay Barcelon
Time Alone
Waiting for you to get home
The hours seem to drag on
Hanging around by the phone
In anticipation for your call
Pacing the room so carefully
Trying not to disturb the scene
Glancing at the clock repeatedly
As if time would pause
Watching the candles burn
Spread the aroma in the room
Leaning over the window pane
Drawing images of you coming home
Waiting doesn’t slow me down
As the candles melt and burn
As the sun goes down the room darkens
The more my smallest desire awakens
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5/7/2024 9:17:41 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Hey ya, Nicely written....the more u wait, the more eager you become....it just makes things more interesting and exciting, though....nice words, nicely sentenced.... Keep up your good work.....Best of wishes... K.Poornima....