Unsatisfied?

Sitting on winter’s stoop
With dodging expectations
I watch days pass like breath
Billowing into smoke on the cold air
Chilly and waiting
For satisfaction

And as I sit, the sun pokes out
And warm rays dance across my knees
And I smile for I know them well
And I love them deeply

But when they leave, it’s as if I’ve forgotten
As I continue to sit with baited breath
For satisfaction to come

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