My heart beats for no man today.
Matter of fact, I’ve been on my own for a while.
It kinda feels strange,
with the unhealthy obsessions,
and worldly impulses
and mighty chaos,
Only the lullabies of sunrise
and the serenades of sunset remain
and echoes, fading
reprisals, reproaches, regrets.
I’m holding still for the smoke to clear
before I can even ask him if he could
step into my life
so that we could do things right.
Patience has always been my weakest attribute
but I’m casting my lot this time
on the good things they promised those who wait
because he could be my first and last chance
and he might be worth it.