I waited for you
for your presence
for your smile
for your voice and for your stories
I could not connect to anyone else
In any way.
Then suddenly a glimpse of reality
nothingness has disappeared into the veil of the afternoon in
waiting.
The moon reminds me to come out and play.
Waiting needs to be done with as it is for another type of woman.
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