Rani Turton - Asking

Yet again, a wanderer at your shore.

Asking and not waiting for your reply.
Waiting but not wanting; watching but silently.
The eternal presence about eternal emotion
That can move rocks to tears: tears, yes, but
Fabric-ribbed, wounds and profoundly enough
Vacant lots in the mind.

Asking, and not waiting for you to turn back
With a glance or a smile. Elegance and rhetoric
Once when you took over my imagination
And the wonder of it all: the furtive questions that
Would insistently knock at my temples at the break of day:
Asking but walking away.

Copyright: Rani Turton

Rani Turton

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