I Will Wait for You

 

through the month cold as you

lips blue from lack of air

hey there - are we through?

what do you want me to do?

 

hold my breath find a hoop

emotional soup love steaming up

from this cup morsels of pain

laying by the stain on the bottom

 

call my bluff trump my spade

the space is made make your choice

those other boys who are not me

you’re now free will I soon be?