Would You Want Me Poem by April Michelle

Done my fair share of wanting, pleaded and prayed alongside the rest.
Spent some time waiting. Though now I wonder, ever am I to escape this unrest.

It is me who cares too much and hopes too less. Loving you daily to a degree unknown. Though now I wonder, when I leave this life will he realize he's forever alone?

I doubt this is a matter of who, when, and why, rather a case of who, when, and how much. Nothing so grand can gauge the emotion felt. Though now I wonder were you better off having never felt my touch.

Time is and was, and will be of the essence. Your essence so strong, your voice so deep, your mind so willing, your face so inspired, your spirit so filled, your hands so ready, your faith so playful.

Now in a place of rest. I never have to wonder why I wait or what it is that I want.

© 2010 April Michelle