Tuesday, April 12, 2011

The Waiting Game

Tick, tock goes the clock...
Time moves slowly;
It's the shaping of a rock,
Molded by Nature's exacting fingers...
Meanwhile, I go stir-crazy,
The anxiety lingers;
Nails on a chalkboard to an
Overburdened mind.

Time, increase your momentum
Become the waterfall
Rush forward, sweeping away
The barriers between my love & I.

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