In the delicate dance of human connection, how often do we find ourselves caught in that fleeting moment of anticipation—waiting for the right words to spill onto the page? The poem presented here, rich with introspective imagery, nudges at the heart of that waiting game. It evokes a sense of urgency, a tender exploration of time as we navigate the spaces between thoughts and actions. What happens when our intentions intertwine with the weight of silence? In this evocative piece, we glimpse a narrative of longing and presence, of holding hands across the abyss of unspoken communication. Each line pulses with the rhythm of now and then, inviting us to ponder our own moments of arrival and departure. Dive into this thought-provoking reflection on the art of waiting and connection, and perhaps, discover what resonates for you. Don’t forget to visit the original source for more intrigue—[LEARN MORE](http://www.robindunn.com).
now wait
and send again
after the pen has left my hand
after you know my mind
and I divine our cafeteria order
hold for a moment
and set the page
with my hand on yours
this time begins again
now
and then
now
and then
I can see you leaving
as you arrive
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