prose by ana p.
waiting for the rain
I sit here.,
wallowing in a pool of longing.
Oh,that I may gaze upon your countenence,
That I may feel the room electrified
as you walk in.
Yet I wait in vain,
for you are in this moment far away,
as I sit and wonder.,
what does he dream of?
Sugar, I hope his dreams are sweet.
and here simply.,
I languish in dispair,
like a wilted flower waiting for the rain.,
and the sunshine and rainbow thereafter
wallowing in a pool of longing.
Oh,that I may gaze upon your countenence,
That I may feel the room electrified
as you walk in.
Yet I wait in vain,
for you are in this moment far away,
as I sit and wonder.,
what does he dream of?
Sugar, I hope his dreams are sweet.
and here simply.,
I languish in dispair,
like a wilted flower waiting for the rain.,
and the sunshine and rainbow thereafter