By desim@hotmail.com
Date: 27 December 1999

RSVP

I've waited for your answer love---
something more than the sadness and silence
I read in your eyes,
more than the rough hug
that I though meant you'd understood.

I waited for something that meant
I was worth trying to keep---
and while I watched you
dance from jealousy to anger
and back---
never did you take a step toward me.

So I still wait.
My love growing thin and tattered about the edges,
my eyes drying because the tears 
cost more than I can continue to pay.

I wait.
Because you are worth all of it and more.
I wait.
Because I still reach across the sheets for you,
even though I fear you will turn from me.

It's polite to answer an invitiation...
can I hope for that, at least?