Six Little Words

All and nothing

"I didn't think you were coming."

Told me you'd held your eyes to the door,

How deeply did you wish my vision, 

would inwardly soar?


Did disappointment drag,

Till anger burned you instead?

Till you felt you'd fairly waited,

Placing lip's glaze on Fate's head?


Only Patience is a thin veil,

Vainly it obscures and blocks,

And so easily is swept back by,

Sharp ticksa, loud tocksa,


Your six little words,

Told more than you'd show,

How that night I became

'No-one' you'd know.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Borrowed the idea from Irish of adding a to the end of a word for emphasis incase you are wondering

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