You waited for me,
Though I was much delayed;
I orbited into the blue
And you stayed.
I found much to distract
Me—when I should have been thinking of you.
The years it took is a fact.
And yet you waited for me
By the vast, cold sea,
And every far star I was,
Was to you merely a mystery.
You waited by the shore
When you shouldn’t have waited anymore.
I came into starlight by accident,
Wandering far above the air.
You knew what the waiting meant
But didn’t care.
You waited for me.
The only reward, the poetry.