just before saturday

169 Return

with a chanced roll of the dice,

my move brought me back to this spot.

I would not consider twice,

with or without you,

Tonight shall be my witness,

my return to this little blog.

The phone is quiet,
no sound
no light
No hi, no bye
No connection , no wifi,
No power, no supply
No text, no reply
No expectations, no putting on hold,
but no,
I m still waiting for
No particular person?
Is this a lie?

Wheelchair and a waiting seat.
pain and struggle, for their heart beat.
As the hours burn, and a waiting turn,
I wait for you. always. To the end we ll meet.