Written For A Future Love Poem by Matthew Holloway

I write this for you
wherever you are
whoever you may be
the world sleeps, I do not
people have a love of their own
I, alas am waiting on that
waiting on you, to be found
to find me, maybe I will recite this
one day when we lay together
still sleep deprived, but not love
I wonder if now you are awake
looking out a window at the same sky
waiting to be discovered, held, kissed
I write this for you, in a hope
that you are well, happy
and that soon we shall meet
and that such a time
will not leave us waiting
too long