Waiting
In Autumn’s bliss
You said we would meet
Yearning to plant a kiss
Softly across your lips
Leaves falling in a whisper
Like your warm caress
Wind
Rustling like a hiss
What did I miss?
Is this a tiff?
Cold day
Even longer night ahead
Going back inside
I silently wish
Morning
Will serve up a new dish
Dish of your warm, savory smile
Sprinkled with warmth and love
Thank you for reading🙏🏽♥️
Waited; or Tryst Gone Amiss was written for the prompt, WDYS.
http://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2026/10/05/what-do-you-see-361-5-october-2026/
Image credit: Royce Fonseca on Unsplash
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One reply on “Waited; or Tryst Gone Amiss”
A beautiful, and sweet poem O’Nika. Loved it. Thanks for joining in.