she is waiting

she is waiting.
there. eyes full of hope
and apprehension,
the tension of uncertainty.
of desire.
of questions unasked.
and those that are unanswered
even after they are asked.
she is beautiful,
flesh and soul,
memory and prophecy.
she asks for nothing.
and hopes for everything.
she is waiting.
waiting, perhaps, for me.


William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.

Inspired by a photo of and by my friend Larissa Dydorova.