Abide Poem by Elizabeth Shield

The looks are telling, and they reach
across the distance. From me to you.
You haven't a clue, that I am
magnetized.

But,
I am afraid. If I love too lightly
you will slip away. I see
other hands reaching out to you,
touching you, taking you from me
But you aren't mine, and I fear
If I love you to strongly, you will flee

The waiting game is its toll
taking. And deep inside my
fragile soul, is breaking.

Oh that God, in his mercy,
would satisfy, the sighs that
buffet, and the tears that pool,
as my heart cries for you. It takes
all my sense to smother, this flame in me,
yet still the embers glow.

And you - a man of mystery - flit
in enigmatic shadows far from me.

The gap is far too wide. And yet, in this,
I know I must abide.