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Waiting

Here I am

Waiting

On top of this
A skyscraper

Traffic hums by
The building shakes

Like little fireflies the car drive on
To what I wonder
Since you seem gone

I wait for you
Under the sky
Painted in its midnight hue

I wait for you up high
For you to be beside me
What can I do but sigh?

You were taken

I am numb

Though I feel you here
Beside me
Close to me, near

Your arms around me
I wait up high
Little gems sparkle in the sky

The moon so new
Like your absence
I see, feel a void

You’re not gone, not yet
I’m here for you
So you’ll live on with me, it’s not a bet

I’m waiting for you
I’m way up high
Scraping the sky
Wondering why
I don’t cry

I feel you in me
With me
Near me

The traffic hums
It’s never ending melody
The building sways
Continuously

I’m waiting for you
Yet you’ve already come
Your arms are around me

I know this since it’s the midnight
Of the new moon
And yet I feel warm
That is because you are my sun

I’m with you
Waiting for us

We are scraping the sky
The firefly lights of cars
Go by

I’m waiting beside you
To see the dawn rise
And feel your warmth
My sun

I am waiting
At midnight
Wondering why
I cry

You are always with me
Keeping me warm

The building sways
As here comes the day
And I find you right before me in the sky
I sigh as I see the sun
My sun
And realize you never did
leave my side

CREDITS
to my friend
The Blackened Heart for the info and background to create the poem
and allowing me to give it life
'anx
smile

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requested by: vaporeon119


the ballroom dance

against the wall i stand
the playing of the balls band
soft and light
as to invite

no one will come to me
i wonder why
pulling out a red satin mask
i wait
a hand reaches out to me

i take it
swirling and dipping
masked as i am

i dance around
my feet
barely touching the ground

the silk fastining ribbon slips
my hands try to grip

to late now
our hands part
him taking part of my heart

my mask had fallen
and now i see
the reason that he left
was he had seen the real me

in my long red dress
the tint of dried blood
and my beautiful mask
at my side

against the wall i stand
the playing of the balls band
soft and light
as to invite

i am alone
the dark shadows
curl around me
i am conforted by them

take me away
darkness slips in me
becomes me

i am wrapped in
the bliss of a velvet
soft black and here
i will stay

for here
i dont need a mask