I'm waiting here for someone.
Just who, I couldn't say.
She's bringing my contentment.
True love, I guess, someday.

I may just wait forever.
Again, this one last time.
It's then, I shall endeavor
To put our love in rhyme.

By then, if I've forgotten
Expressions lovers say;
I thought that I'd just borrow
From those I wrote today.

That's why I don't mind waiting.
I've got more time you see,
To think of things more charming
To say when love's with me.

It's then, when I'm contented
And know not what to say.
I'll be so glad I waited
And wrote of love this day.

So let me write my love words
To one I do not know.
Though someday, they'll be borrowed,
These words wrote long ago.

GREENWOLFE 1962

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