On The Line
I am hooked and can’t get off the line.
You can reel me in at any time.
You don’t know you’ve caught such a prize.
I just wish I could see it in your eyes.
It wasn’t hard for you to do.
You had everything going for you.
I don’t know if it’s the clothes you wear.
Or, maybe the way you comb your hair.
Whatever it is, I’m on the line to stay.
I wouldn’t want it any other way.
I wish that line worked both ways.
I would reel you in to stay.
I act out at a party when you are there.
You don’t look or laugh. You just don’t care.
I have to put on a new disguise.
Being the class clown is not very wise.
There has to be a way to get to you.
There is so much you and I can do.
True love waits, but my patience is thin.
I have a goal. It’s you to win.
Win your heart and your love too.
Is that too much to ask of you?
I can always try some poetry.
Suggesting for you to go to me.
So I can smother you with love and kisses.
Or, would that be too much for the misses?
This is much more than an infatuation.
I am dying here of anticipation.
Loving someone who doesn’t know.
Can steal away your very soul.
I am on the line and I don’t want off.
Until your heart starts to get soft.
Eventually, things may go my way.
Until then, I will continue to pray.
—————————–R.W. Johnson—–(2018)