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I can't remember waiting for you
I can only remember the emptiness ...

I was alone
    listening to night sounds
    in the day,
following the rain
    wherever it fell,
facing into the wind,
waiting for green lights,
catching the tempo of the crowd
with my steps ...
going nowhere in particular ...

My quiet rooms
and gentle places
were safe inside my mind ...


There were parties
and party people ...

Sometimes a smile or hasty kiss
was my quiet room ...

but I was waiting. to add text.
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I must have thought
the shadows safe for hiding
as I groped strange hands,
turned coy smiles aside from theirs,
pressed forward into
a familiar fragrance
and held back
what I had already lost.

I searched for kindness
in cool eyes
and tasted lips
for something I might recognize
and take home with me.

But I was lonesome
and waiting
until you.

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