Waiting
Waiting
Waiting... then feeling
a sensuous arrival,
lighting the kindling
inside the hearth of a
long-deserted home.
An addition of timber,
brewing a passion that
speaks in knotted riddles
and teases with sparks that
impose a delightful burn.
An elusive possibility,
awakening the senses with
a breath of nearing warmth,
restless and wondering
if the fire will ever ignite.
Copyright: Janie Ruth Ryals
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Things I write during the day... "Sweetheart, please don't draw on the wall." Things I write at night... The colors swept across the wall in long, misplaced lines. A rainbow borrowed from the sky. ~ Janie Ruth Ryals
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Synopsis
Written to symbolize the budding of a new romance.
Registration Number
R692-14332
Published Date
12/6/2007 12:00:00 AM
Published In
www.writing.com
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