Folded and closed
I wait
For the time when they
will no longer be empty.
Slowly and cautiously
they open
Leaving the protection
that they shared together.
Resting and alone
it calls
Voicelessly begging me
to hold and caress it.
Sitting in silence
I still wait
Even after the invitation
stillness continues to reign.
Next to me
she still waits
For the connection to be made
that could spark eternal fire.
Silently in darkness
it still waits
Growing anxious and cold
and quickly losing hope.
Hesitent and shaking
I move
But falter and fall short
leaving it still alone.
Thinking too much
I fail
And needlessly worry about