I listen for you to speak,
to look me in the eye
and simply tell me what
it is that you want
me to do,
but you’re silent.
You’re waiting for me
to speak, to utter
my love, sing
my song to
you.
We are at an impasse
when cold air fills
my hungry lungs,
and exhaling at last
I hear your song
in my fleeting
breath!
(22 Nov 2012)
