As we wait

As we wait for each other
to make the next move
out there galaxies are
coming into and
moving out of existence
It’s difficult
we all have our own little world
where we need to play
our own little games
It’s a pity that I’ll not dance
to the rhythm of your heartbeat
You’ll not surrender
to the depth of my soul
I’ll wait for you at the
cusp of right and wrong
all alone bleeding
on its blade, or
should I call you
Not this time I guess
After all what’s love
If it has extracted
its share of blood.