Wondering

#Poem – “Waking”

When I wake, there is one thing I long for in the darkness.
The bitter taste of night makes my longing even stronger
And more fearful that I may not see it before my leaving.

WakingIn the fatigue of the prior night, straight-faced tenacity
Was our friend who guided us through ticking those
Final lines of our daily to-do lists.
So who was I to ask for fulfillment of my desire then?

But now, there are — not yet — no distractions.
Soon they will flood my time and pervade our world
For yet another day.

So, now, I am waking you and asking if it's too early to see the object of my longing:
Your smile.

~ by Stan Stewart
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