Wanting & Waiting
I’m wanting
In this room while
Thinking my body
To your room
I hear you breathe
Through paper thin walls
Hear you toss and turn
Between stiff sun dried sheets
Wondering if my fingers
Would make a sound
Trailing the length of your body
I’m waiting
In this room while
Thinking maybe
You know what it’s like
To be water
Washing over words
Written in sand
Stranger who can forget my name
Or walk away
When we’ve finished
Melissa Fry Beasley is a Humanistic poet of Cherokee origin, who resides in Oklahoma. Through the written and spoken word, she examines the gap between the ideal and the reality involved in living in our world during this time. Her work is both personal and subjective, yet she does not turn aside from the political and social issues of her environment. She is a woman who seeks to express her individual perspective and needs while accepting the diversity involved in questions of gender, race and culture. Melissa believes that change is necessary and deploys her writing to reflect her personal experience in the wider sociopolitical context. She is Literary Editor for Churn: an Art, Music & Fashion Magazine and is a columnist at Yareah Magazine.
Lovely poem