i am content
savoring my broken affection,
delaying promises,
and spending my time...
worthless.

i have not needs
for your contact
or attention.
i'll admire you from
this space
and keep my distance.

my dreams sustain,
my fantasies frighten.
the two intermingle,
but, the confusion
i welcome.

possibility calms
my expectation
and i am soothed.
soothed and waiting
patiently...
unoccupied.

Yes... patiently unoccupied.