Sitting
Close to greatness.
Close to a chance.
Not close enough.
Waiting for the moment--
I'll know when it is.
I have no idea when it is.
It might have passed
Eons ago
And I won't be able to get it back
Once it's gone.
It doesn't even matter
How much I want it.
He didn't ask me.
But he must know.
You can't force it.
It will come in due time.
I watch him sit
So close to me
And I feel it is right.
The time is now.
He isn't wearing a watch.
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