Non-Erotic PoetryWaitingI stand quietly,
waiting,
my heart noisily beating,
heard only by my ears,
already straining
to hear the sounds of your arrival.
My eyes constantly scan the sea of faces,
when you suddenly appear;
my heart,
my soul,
my life -
all light up,
are refreshed and overjoyed
at the sight of you.
Outwardly,
I am calm,
my usual self.
Inside...
I churn,
I boil,
I sing.
I am with you.
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