Heart in hand
She is still waiting
For the day his name
Will feel misplaced
On her lips
When other kisses
Will not be compared
To his
When the city presents
New beginnings
Not just reminders
Of the lost
For the time to come
When she can finally
Move on
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©Christina de Vries
How she longed
Waited in the dark
Soul shivering
Bones rattling
☼
How she wished
For the bright
The invisible touch
That would warm her
☼
How she smiled
When it drew near
With a promise
Of arriving soon
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©Christina de Vries
Seconds. Minutes. Hours.
The wait. The torture. The bliss.
Uncertain as well as certain.
Smiling and frowning slightly
Unexpected.Unknown.
Hours. Minutes. Seconds.
The wait is over.
©Christina de Vries- Geek Heaven
As I was heading of to duck under the covers and get a few hours of needed sleep I stumbled upon this poem by Thadra Sheridan and had to share it with you guys.
The customer isn’t always right! Sorry if I burst your bubble, but someone had to say it sooner or later.
Enjoy and have a good night 🙂
Christina de Vries 