Anticipation

And you wait with me,

I, with bated breath, and you,

trying to soothe me,

as always, in your way that you do...

and me watching 

the anxiety creeping

if I'm not careful...

All these things I wait for 

patiently, patiently I wait,

and we wait together...

holding me if you could.

Maybe I'm trembling 

just a little...

But I am armored for anything,

because I do not believe 

lightning could strike twice.

Yet ever I hope that 

I would be wrong.

But I'm a voodoo child,

back from the depths

of the Abyss, so anything

is possible. 

And you wait with me,

I, with bated breath, and you,

trying to soothe me.