I keep waiting,
A sign, a lightning strike,
Something to fire the passion
And move the heart to sing.
I want to keep falling into you,
Getting lost in the dizziness,
Of your gaze and arms.
Can we let go together?
Stop clinging to the edges
Of all the things that keep us bound.
Dropping until we are just
Specks of dust
Lost in the endless movement of time.

© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy