[ Give Time ]

A boy with a mission
Finding the next in line
Another man, another

“Let’s get along” he said
Exchanged digits
First date came along
A comment on my visage
A timid steam on my cheek
A sweet compliment on my hidden fat
Consequent meetings afterwards.

That night, that comfy night
He held my hand
Familiar words were spoken.

It was still an uncharted sea
Love will find a way I thought
Give time, I whispered