A Hush

as i wait for you
i shall hear the wind blowing
from the sea
to the mountains

i shall hear the gentle hush
of the leaves falling

i am listening
for the coming of your steps

by the side of my door
and then with all my pleasure

i shall have it opened
because tonight i am all yours

come inside my room
and i will tell you the magic of the moon

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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