Holding back the floodgates
Tear manage to seep past
Imploding, yet still holding
Always hopes, always persevere
Though outburst could be inevitable
Patience is virtue…

Infatuated and enamored
Saturated in borderless sentiments
Perplexed and discombobulated
Faith dwindling down the gutters
Conflated with the saltiness from a shed
Yet rejoicing in life’s mysteries
Despite what had transpired
Confiding Him between mewls…