Anticipation of Bliss
Alas,
Holding it back
While emptiness awaits,
Waiting to be filled
On the cusp
The beautiful moment
Smiles bemused
And moves on
With its promise of poetry
In a life full of prose
Emptiness waits no more
And, till the next time
All is
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