Breaking the silence

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I am waiting for you

to not need

a feather 

to know that I am here. 

 

I am waiting for you 

to not need

someone else's smile

to lift the sides of your own mouth. 

 

I am waiting for you 

to not need 

a pat on the back 

for doing the right thing 

for, in your un-humble opinion, the wrong person.

 

I am waiting for you 

to not need 

to pretend to know 

the answers to every question. 

 

I am waiting for you 

to not need

me to dance around you

vying for your attention, witnessing your devotions. 

 

I am waiting for you 

to know 

I've been dancing inside you 

all along. 

 

I am

waiting.