waiting
Butterfly Redd

WAITING
6/12/2006

Here in this room I sit.
Very still.
I can hear my heart thump.
I can hear my mind whisper.
I am waiting.

Still, I have not moved.
I continue to sit.
Patiently.
I long for your voice.
I am anxious for your touch.
I am waiting.

I see the rays of the sun shine through the blinds.
I would rather see your shadow over my shoulder.
My heart thumps faster.
The whisper in my mind seems louder.
Is it your presence that is near.
I do not know.
I am waiting.

How long must I wait?
How long must I remain patient?
I am eager now.
My hands began to sweat and my mouth becomes dry.
This is too hard.
I cannot continue to do this.
Waiting.

Wait! Yes I can.
But why should I?
Is it worth it?
Waiting.

What am I waiting for?
You?
Your love?
Both.
It is worth it.

Now I know what to do.
I will continue to sit.
I will not move or speak.
It hurts but I can bear it.
I will wait.

-Victoria Redd-

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