Anticipation

And so it begins, the inevitable yearning
My heart swells within me as if to burst through the flesh
Break free, fling itself across the miles and through the hours
Reconcile with its one true home and nestle there for always
Cradled in delicate spanish moss, lacy and mysterious
Measured by cobblestone streets, structured and guiding
Haunted with love by stone angels, washed with tears and rain
Nurtured by strangers and lovers alike, embraced with equal regard
This devotion, tempered to save my sanity
A time bomb, set to explode when allowed
The emotions take over and thoughts give way
Leaving me with tear-blurred vision and aching skin