Hours of wait
simply left by the gate.
Nerves on edge.
Mind racing
racing
racing !
Twitching and fidgety.
Squirming.
Wet and wrung,
these sweaty palms
will never forget.
Ages like eons you have been told,
that I was the one who left you for fools gold.
Now the time awaits for answers to be met.
Will you believe?
Oh the these **** shakes and shivers.
Twitching iching...
**** These
Sweaty Palms