Sunspotted Romance

Rain pattered down my front,
This did not really matter,
His letter was tucked away-
-safe from the water drops.

Spent horus placing hearts,
everything done perfectly;
My pulse flushed by nerves,
What will he say?

Leaning on his bed,
Guitar strummed in my hand;
Words of praise fall forth,
Those lips dripped in his name.

Twiddling my thumbs outside,
The winter nips at my face;
Waiting for him to come here,
A surprise visit for two.

Pictures sketched slowly,
Hours spent practicing;
Just to see him smile,
Here his loving thanks.

Instead I lay forgotten,
Everything wasted now;
He grunted and walked away,
All my efforts dead.

I sit and hope,
Maybe he will care;
Maybe I’ll get a return,
Maybe he’ll sweep me.

I will wait forever,
For him to sweep me up;
Dote on my with love,
Maybe just one rose.

Maybe, just maybe…