Till Then Poem by RIC BASTASA

till then when this is over
when this face is reshaped to your pleasure
i shall face you

till then
when my eyes can see well again like a new sun
after the storm
i shall meet you

till then
i shall not tell you anymore about the history of a love rejected
there is no use

you have a home
you are a bird with a nest at your comfort
you have a place
like a stranger stopping for good having found a wife

till then
i shall confront you with the silence of my mind
i am at peace
and i am ready to leave.