Waiting: Is There Any Wonder?

[Justice Thomas]

In a gray field and colorless sky
We stand locked in an embrace,
A hollow wind washing over us
Without any smiles upon our face.
Deep within me she hides herself
Until she feels warm to the touch,
And within my mind she wishes to know
Exactly why I loved her so much.
Flowers wither and die around us
As if to sense the on coming decision to be made,
Butterflies flutter and fall in burning wings
As puddles dry up and fade.
She stares at me with oblivious eyes
And I know what she says without a sound,
Voices unheard, and cries unresolved
And toxic tears poisoning the ground.
She pulls herself from inside of me
Slithering in the reaches of my darkest core,
Silently begging her for incredible forgiveness
And aching her for more.
She reaches inside just one last time
The beating and pumping slowing down,
The red liquid covering her hand
And I never made a sound.
I'll let her keep it for now it seems
She promises to come back for me,
The field spinning and twisted my senses
And distorting the painful reality.
So with hole in chest and broken ribs
I stand bleeding out the heartache and strife,
Waiting for her whoever she is
To finally give back my life.