Friday, November 24, 2023

Fulfilled at last

I waited so long for you to come and take me from this prison cell
Hours passed glacially slow, as my own company became my hell
The world outside, mocked me, taunted my being, for loving again
But I knew you'd come, I saw as you approached upon the horizon
My love was fulfilled, all dreams achieved, the joy distilled, at last

“I think I will do nothing for a long time but listen.” Walt Whitman