I will wait
I will wiggle my way though the crevices of your luggage zipper
And lie on the window panes of your aircraft
I will leave the stain of my love on your skin
And the taste of my agony on your lips,
I will send you written expressions of false happiness
On recently salted, now wrinkled paper
Excessive narrations of recent events
Dictations of happenings to dilute thoughts of the truth
I – will- wait
I will climb into your ear and whisper semblances of a better past
Recollection of nonchalant hellos and once carefree goodbyes
I will rustle my way to the top of your shirt pocket.
And rest my hands and ears across the cleft of your chest.
I will share only the best of me as you continue to endure your worst
Utter lies of reassurance, shielding signs of fear and self doubt
I will hang on to your monotones, your laughs and jovial expressions
Shed my tears with loathe and in hiding, and deny our present tensions.
I will come to you
I will bring you all of me, more so than you ever had
Numb of speech, from so much to say
Forgetful of all past dismay…….
I will bring you similes of incomplete expression
Of love with no definition
Of pain without rendition
I will bring you similes of a feeling so sublime
Of the love our bodies will mime
Of a bond, that has stood the test of time.