love,
i am expecting
you
always
love, for you
i am always
wearing
never weary
whether
with my hair
tied back or hanging
down
my deepest cut
shirt
my lowest slung
pants
love,
my waist
love,
when i am tired
when i expire
i am will be
thinking of you
walking in
love, you
at the end of every
long short journey
at the end of every drive
way i expect
love,
you would joy
and moan
to see what
my face does
for you
daily
how it opens each
day how it lies
at night
for you
in wait