Waiting~

Waiting

Wanting,
lusting,
to be held,
to be loved,
to feel warmth,
to feel your beating heart.
Wanting to be sheltered from the cold,
heartless winds.
Falling into invisible arms;
into an abyss of love.
Wishing,
hoping,
that my desires will be filled;
my desires of loving warmth.
Wanting to be held,
comforted,
loved.
Dreaming of passionate embraces,
of tender kisses,
loving words,
romantic nights.
Waiting for undying love.

Written by Dawn D.


taken in Chinese Camp

When I was on a day trip to Yositmite with my mom and step dad, we stopped in Chinese Camp. As we were walking down the main street, they were telling me stories concerning the area. They believed that this house was the town brothel. I walked around it and noticed the beautiful windows with iron, and the plaster falling off exposing the brick. I just looked at the windows thinking about the women which once lived there. As I looked at the window, I imagined a woman waiting for undying love. I came across this poem and immediately thought of the brothel house window.