i shall not wait
not for love, or for sunset,
this dream, or another catch in my throat,
all these are minute eternities
to which heaven is nothing
but this, your memory.

i shall not wait
to stand in Jaipur with you,
to be lost in Venice's charm,
or cry for the lost temples of Laos,
carry myself through fields of gold,
and sleep under the stars.

i shall not wait
for this place in my head
hidden under red plaid blankets,
you and your smiles, your beauty,
safe from the scrutiny of my saints,
to become realities, all.

i shall not wait
for you never asked me to.