Waiting for modern love poems

Spring winds start to howl early

But no one will come by the door

Night flows over you, and you're left alone

A bridge falls below

An individual, untouched by sorrow

And waits for the night to bring it

When the wind sways, the clouds dance with them

Acrease of old leaves form into frost on your brow

You wait, alone, without any will

Wait as if you can't change your nature

Your heart is torn from the world's fabric

And she longs for a fall, a man to hold with you

By the spirit of youth

A night full of song and dance

You'll wait, too, for an end that will never come

A promise made in love's kiss

Your heart was torn from the sky

And your soul is lost to the shadows

You're waiting, but it won't be answered

A song you can't tell or feel

Your spirit finds its way into the world

She waits, too, for love that will never come

But she's always young

And this is her story