A Love Deferred (Ninth Street Sessions)

I am waiting
At the top
Of the window
Did we really
Do all this
On purpose
I can't help but
Think on a past
Which I do not wish
To re-live
But I feel un-whole without

The sky is abuzz
Across the river
Ivy grew
In the space
Between our eyes
A stare held down
By a calming laughter
A hand on my hand
What A soft disaster
In the wake of A Love Deferred

If to not know want
Is the purest freedom
Why do I feel at ease
To want so much?
I don't care
If the trees don't know you
I imagine that they do



Credits
Writer(s): Aidan Puntes
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