in anticipation of you…

the phone rings..
run to answer
heart pounding
blood rushing..
cannot see
but for the thought
that the call
might be you.

when the door
sounds a knock,
soft and particular
heart beats faster
chest gets tight
cannot breath ’til I know
it is you
that is knocking

when you leave
without your sweater
left behind on the chair
I know in an instant
it was you..
your essence is omnipresent..
intoxicated with the
sweater that is alive with you

when you are here
we are wrapped together
as one..
everything and
nothing else matters
except that
I am alive
only to be with you.


					
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About Robert M Palmer

Word Crafting, Visual Memories, Audible Bites, Ringleader & Emptor.
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