Waiting Poem by Ravi Kopra
Waiting
Some people want to be together
just so they aren't lonely
she wanted magic
she wanted her dam
of love to burst, all wet
by his touch, caress
a kiss on her lips
a hug, a whishper:
darling I love you.
Her sir Lancelot of Camelot
she's still searching
still a spinster now needing
hip surgeries and dentures.
She lived in the future.
magics are made
they do not come out of nowhere.
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5/16/2024 8:02:36 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A really good one, Ravi, liked reading it.