Waiting Poem by Rosette Chisholm

Waiting



To pursue, yet not anticipate: his smile, his voice and gaze
To long for but not expect: his lips, touch and embrace.
A paradoxical mix: reality/fantacy, a brew for sheer insanity.

Monday, February 1, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: insanity,lips,smile
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