Maiden-in-Waiting

He knows my fears

And he calls them out as if exorcising my demons

I try to put distance between us

But he walks farther, walks closer

Ever lonesome, he feels my loneliness

And senses my need for someone’s presence in my life

I tell him I am not free; somebody loves me

But he says he has never loved until now

I can’t tell him I love him; I don’t know how

But he tells me it is on my face, my traitorous face

I offer that there is someone else he can love

But he asks me for her name

Now I’m stuck with feelings flourished

My love is under the surface, waiting to be unburied

The one who has come is waiting to be elsewhere

But I am still here; the Maiden in Waiting