I grew up fed on Disney and love
Building expectations
Telling me the thing I hoped for most

For years I kept my eyes open
Enjoying everything
But expectant for the impending more

Then smiles passed and hands let go
Leaving all my
Hopes splattered across the pavement

Time and time and time slipped by
While I sat
And twiddled my thumbs

This summer I spent in watching
Lost in waiting
Impatiently patient in one million breaths

So my hand fell to keys
And you
Reached right on through

A meeting, then two, then many again,
A spark flared up
And I was scorched to the soul

Would you be the one to look?
Could you?
Would you really be the first to see?

I found myself on your fingertips
Wrapped up
Finally warming in your arms

Now a whisper and a smile are all that I need
I lean in to find
That your breath tastes like hope