That moment

One moment
there is white fire in my hand
The next moment
I listen to the dark silence
of your absence

From moment to moment
we belong.
In this moment
I am yours–
and lay all I am at your feet

Moments turn to days
and days to seasons.
I wait
moment after moment
for the sound of your voice

I wait for that moment
when you smile,
that moment
when you laugh,
and in that moment–

My heart takes flight.

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One Response to That moment

  1. deebijoux says:

    I love this!!!

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