Waiting To Make A Move
Well, I was moving & grooving with a friend of mine.
Thinking that maybe I should make her mine.
Things seem to go along o.k.
She is always willing to go and play.
Maybe there will come a time
when I can make a move and make her mine.
For now, just being friends with her
is more than enough to hope it may occur.
We blend together like bread and butter.
We would rather be together than with another.
She is supportive in every way.
The best friend I could have today.
I do not know if she would want to go further.
If she didn’t it would really be murder.
My emotions would be blown down like sitting ducks.
I would slip into a depression worse than a rut.
Maybe just friends is the way to go.
I know that is not quite the whole show.
But, it beats depression any day of the week.
Let the earth be inherited by the meek.
Meanwhile, I will bide my time.
Maybe get a clue if she would be mine.
Then I would know what to do next.
We could finally put the mystery to rest.
Things would then change for the better.
With improvements made to the letter.
More than a friend, more than a lover.
Someone I love as much as my mother.
A soulmate for the rest of my life.
I will wait,—- so there will be no strife.
—————————————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2015)