Waiting

Waiting

Time passes.
My days grow long,
yet what I seek
eludes me.
Where is he,
my shining knight?
Perhaps on some
noble quest.
Perhaps some maiden
has impeded his
progress to my arms.
I dare not dwell on
these thoughts.
I cannot bear
living out my days
alone.
I shall wait
at the door of
my humble cottage.
Eyes ever searching
for the mighty steed
that carries
my love to me.