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poem: patiently

i want to read every book
touch every flower,
breathe in every mint aired aroma,
laugh at all of your jokes
     over again

see all of your faces
trace the years between us and
smoothe the bumpy gaps

i want to bake a cake so big
it takes a lifetime to eat
and create a life so long
that all the cake is gone

i will have it, i will eat it.
     i will treat it as your appetizer
for better (much better) days to come

and what you can't see now
in you in me in us in eternity
eternally waits,
     patiently

for your discovery.




(c) 2017 douglas brent smith

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