Waiting

Waiting

Sit alone at the dance

Or quiver adrift in the dark

For the music will play on

Spinning upon a plane’s arc

Balancing across the grooves

Life moves on a single needle - is all it proves.

Lyrics wait with you by the heart

while verities dance away

to exuberant expectations

and leave you holding fiction’s hand to sway

a lingering bittersweet stay

where time may not bother to give back a glance.

Will your lost love appear before the song ends -

it is accepted that you will bide

patiently to save the last waltz of a dame

holding firm for the solitary shadows at your side

to take your waiting hand

while a faint whisper - speaks his name.