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Honey MAG
I will wait for you in the room you left me in, with our words etched onto the white paint
I will wait for you on the balcony of the apartment our imaginations woke up in
I'll stand in the middle of the sidewalk our souls held each other for the first time on
And I will say your name as if it were honey rolling off my lips
I will wait
I will wait
I will wait
Till the wings your love drew onto my back wither away
Till the stars start falling
Like I fell for you
Slowly
Then all at once
That is how I will whisper your name to the cold nights
Slowly
Then all at once
As if it were honey rolling off my lips
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Waiting is arduous. Yet it has an inherent beauty to it. This poem/verse/piece/set of random words strung together to elicit emotion/ whatever your heart chooses to call it tries to encapsulate the beauty of waiting. Waiting for a person, an object, an emotion, a desire, anything.