i can wait.
not forever,
but for him.
for as long as it takes.
i may be the only one running
but one day, he'll start up.
like an olive grove
i wont run away.
he'll be gentle and sweet
like lemons from the sky.
like barefeet in the sand.
am i beautiful?
are my lines straught on my face?
will i ever dance with him?
10.18.01