Wait For Me Poem by Patti Masterman

Wait for me down that dusty road
Soon I'll be coming and you'll see
A thousand summers glowing
In my eyes, with not a cloud in sight
Sunsets prisms fully ripened there
Shooting stars on their way
To daybreak's edge
Smiling moonlight tinged cheeks
Perfumed with the west wind;
And pastures of bejewelled wildflowers
Tinting my outstretched hands
My heart a heaving oceans rhythm
Increasing with each new wave
The spray of salted tears
From the ancient bedrock reservoir
Of miracles, magic, and mayhem
Let me grasp hold of you at last
Before we are swept away
By the impertinence of time.