World of Waiting

Smoke curled, through my world
Of waiting
Hesitating barman
Lost his grip, watched the glass slip
On floor broke, no-one spoke
Fingers drumming, midst the humming of
Chatter. I heard clatter
Of your steps.

A stranger came to me,
Body glowed like ruby wines
Throwing lines of starlight
On a cellar floor.
Scent of Eden's blossom
Sliced past stale air
There at last, alone I stood,
Yearning for your touch that never came
Into rain I walked
Crawling over passion in the dirty streets
Stars cascading from the
Ebony sky,
So empty but
I could not cry.