Waiting For The Moments Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Waiting For The Moments



Walking into a crowded room, immediately looking for
you, hoping to be held in words of your conversation.

Knowing that my heart is being held by you intuitively,
feeling cherished.

Other women vying for your attention, yet you're only
thinking of me.

Waiting for the moments we will be alone to continue
loving one another in privacy.

Wednesday, August 12, 2015
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