A poem for the full moon tomorrow.


Beginnings


I hesitate
Why hesitate?
I hesitate

I can tell
You don't understand a thing
I can tell

You are so far away
So very far away
You are so far away

I'm doing it again
Building a fantasy
I'm doing it again

Stop flirting
I want to shout!
Stop flirting

Question follows question
I only tell the truth
Question follows question

If I give you my number
What will we say?
If I give you my number

Ushering in my future
I take your hand
Ushering in my future

I can only hope
Is this love?
I can only hope

I hesitate.


September 3, 2009
© Anne Westlund




Poetry by Anne Westlund
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Written on 2009-09-04 at 06:05

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