love waits

love waits

patient, unseen
outside of time
love cloaks as
car accident
or chronic illness
baby’s breath
or first ripe
spring berry

all things
are time-bound
for loss—
but this love
waits for you
to turn around
to finally turn

2015 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

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