Tuesday, June 21, 2016

Her Rock

I'll wait I'll wait I'll wait
Hold on, hold on, hold on.
don't do anything, don't change anything
She'll come back and it'llbe ok...just wait

Sit here, like the Rock of ages
Still and silent but smiling
Still and quiet...still, I'll be still.
For her.

Let the years pass, let the hopes pass, let the dreams pass
she is bigger
let the chances pass, let the offers pass, let the memories pass
she is worth more
I kneel covered in dust and stillness like a samurai in prayer
I will wait

She will come back, I know she will
Everyone changes their mind, right?
She will come back
she will remember that I'm here, she will.

Dust will turn to stone over my eyes
I will wait, she will feel it and come back
The ache in my knees bent for years will surge in her dreams.
The wind with carry messages from my dust to her ear
and tell her how much I miss her...right?

The vibration from my slow heartbeat 
will resound in her hands as she holds the steering wheel
The light will turn on from where she left dark and see me
and she will come back...right?




1 comment:

Janine Truitt said...

Hi Andre,

Thank you for hopping on my Periscope show last night. Your poems are great. Here's to no more writer's block.

Best of luck to you!

All the best,

Janine Truitt