I lust for his presence
I lust for his glow
I lust for a time when I don't have to say hello.
His thought makes me smile,
His thought makes me grow,
His thought all the while makes me feel all alone.
I patiently wait,
I patiently wonder,
I patiently sit still content with anticipation.
I silently sit,
I silently stare,
I silently look out the window - just there.
I know he will come,
I know he will go,
Surely, but no.
My feelings grow fonder,
My feelings grow nearer,
My feelings are sure as the sunsets and he grows nearer.
As I wait patiently at my window I see him arrive,
I look around and know that night is indeed nigh.
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