i let him wait
through early morning
and the softly fallen dew
through the afternoon and
the lazy day too
i let him want
through the evening
and then morning again
let him wait
let him wait
let him wait
not have a slice
or sample or piece.
let him wait
grow full of liquid love
blossom blue
burn and stagger for skin
sound the secret shower
running like summer wind.
Whew! I need a cigarette and I don’t smoke. The pacing and repetition are powerful.
This poem emerged from the group of magnetic words I had in front of me. I use my magnetic word board a lot for inspiration!