Pursuit Words


I am waiting
Lungs 
Filled with patience
Debating 
Whether or not to stop
Lost thoughts
Invading
My already straying mind
Will 
You 
Find
Me 
In enough time
I'm sick 
Tripping over this 
In circles
Hurdles have hit hard 
The edges of my mind
I'm waiting
Lungs 
Filled with patience
Heart taken 
To aiming
At the bright side
As the right side 
Of my lips hitch
In a hopeful smile 
Time ticks while
My tongue 
Tastes your name 
A memory
Might be 
Blamed 
For the way it plays 
With notes of fruit 
And lust 
And love
And just 
A touch 
Of something else
That sparkles 
On these buds
Champagne 
Such
Is the way it goes 
To my head 
Sharp 
Clear 
Best 
Bright and clean 
I'm waiting
Lungs filled with patience
Aching
To finally breathe
Your scent 
Spent on my skin 
Left 
Long 
Taking time to savor 
The interim
The anticipation
And it's sensation 
Sweet torture 
Of delayed gratification 
I'm waiting 
Lungs filled with patience
Knowing the wait is
Part of the fun
Of us 
And it's just 
A matter of time 
Before you replace it 
The space 
With
Love 
Lungs filled 
With great gasps of air
As I breathe 
In time with 
You and the ways 
We wear 
Each other
Like this
Righteous
Ready 
Bare
Of pretense 
I see then
This truth 
And I stay
Patient
While searching 
For you

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