Will you wait?

Will you wait?

Is there a gate post to lean on?

Maybe you need to rest,

Sit down, please

You would barely bend the grass.

I can see you

Through the haze

Of the cherry blossom,

Blowing lightly

On the breeze.

It is as beautiful now

As it ever was.

Pinkish tears that

Roll across the face

Of the sky,

Tumbling to the ground

Imperceptibly.

A soft carpet

A colour-some shroud

Deeply velvet,

Inviting your softness

To be comforted

In a bloodless embrace.

You look troubled

I never meant to intrude

But do not know where else

To go,

This is the only way

Although the path is unclear

The distance between us so great

The glimpse I get so tantalising

As to be perfect

It drives me on.

I fear you will have gone

Before I get there

What will happen then?

Will there be a gathering

Of lost souls

A bureau of exchange

I line of hopefuls

Clutching the ragged pieces

Of a broken heart.

The displaced and regretful,

Hoping for closure

Or perhaps a re-opening.

What do I know?

Other than I see you

And it is my place

To be

In your company

When the time comes

And that is as much

As I know.

I need no more.