i am patient
of your unspoken observation
and readiness to be weak.
like dried leaves in fall
waiting for a breeze.
like tall blades of grass
in spring,
enjoying morning's dew.
i am patiently awaited
by my heart's faint pulse,
for your wall's short release.
like a landed snowflake
rejoycing its last moments
before melting.
like skin's sweat in a hot gust,
revealing a drought.
i am patient
with bated breath,
waiting for the wind's sigh.
i am impatiently patient.
