Watching, waiting
almost patiently for you to return from whatever
may have been

Worrying, wondering
if, when I looked into your eyes
passion spark had been - really had been.

Here we are then
waiting for the immediate Cancerian moon
to offer us our mettle in life
proactive financing versus
unpredictable circumstance

Passive, powerful
glimmers of the sun dogs to take
us away from this “civilized” world
painful pleasures ensured upon arrival
of what may

Dark eyes darting past
naked souls
and my wondering how you manage
you asking me “how I’m doing”
perplexed, confused
wasted per-se

Still
Still the thoughts and memory of you
soaking till your hands withered
making my every word matter

Here we are then
so close to the inevitable Cancerian moon
to test what is ours
and hours and hours have past
since our last

Still
Still I look forward, anticipating
the next
as yet, another last