waiting: a poem(song)prayer

i wait for you,

dreaming listlessly, wistfully into the horizon.

the sand slides effortlessly through my outstretched toes.

the sun casts carefully across the near-magenta,
golden taffeta waves as they quiver,

drifting closer and closer to my hand,
separated only by an almost ephemeral layer of pure white sand.

the gold turns to violets, crimson, a deep azure,

the taffeta rips and shreds, a gentle, patient drifting becomes
a restless licking and curling,

the sun wanders away,

slowly and effortlessly replaced by a pale-white sliver of
moonlight and the gentle, calming flickering of limitless stars and



cavernous night-time.



(I wait for You through the gentle passing of waves;


(seasons)


and waves again.)


one day i’ll see you,

with eyes like the summer and
lips like the stars.

with hair like the autumn and
hopes still unscarred.



one day I’ll see you

and our dreams will come true.


until then,
until then,
until then,


(I wait for You through the gentle passing of waves;


(seasons)


and waves again.)