Forlorn

Of a wait that left me forlorn...

Forlorn

I waited so long,
 hushing all my uncertainties,

To say,
 the oh so much that I have to say,

But my fears get the better of me,

And you remain preoccupied,

With your certainties,

Look my way you shall, you say

But not quite yet...
forlorn, I've banished the words,

To the lands that will hold them still

Suspended in baited breath,

fragrant with hope and pregnant with expectation,

Till such time as you look  my way,

In another time, in another place,

Perhaps…

-Vinny

November 2013