Waiting for the Dance

People wonder why

I choose to me alone

At this time in my life

It’s difficult for them

To understand

That I’m waiting

To find someone

Similar to me

Who’s roots have never taken hold

Because he was waiting for me

When we find each other

Our roots will entwine

And run deeper

Than they ever could have alone

E.A. Fussell


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