Waiting in the corner, walls bathed in shadows,
I hear echoes of footsteps
signaling your long-awaited presence.
Though ambivalence drowns me
I go to you with my cup of offering.
Love and hunger, restrained by fear and uncertainty
your gentle affirmation.
In your eyes I see you want to reach out for me
Your beating heart defeated,
left to wither by broken hopes and dreams
Back to my corner, my cocoon,
another night passes
Maybe tomorrow the sun will
forcing open shut buds.