Awaiting

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March 2003 Poetry

Sitting,

just sitting.

Waiting,

just waiting,

on your call,

your answer,

your words.

Sitting,

just sitting.

Waiting,

just waiting,

for your touch,

your presence,

your love.

Anything,

to know you still love me.

Sitting,

waiting,

and slowly dying inside.



~*~ Jill ~*~

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this on 3-10-03

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