find me

I know
that love is worth the time it takes to find.
Think of that
when all the world seems made of walk-up rooms
and hands in empty pockets.

I know your smile
and it is much too warm to waste on people in the
street
(though smiles are plentiful)
and
I know
that if you keep the empty heart alive a little longer
love will come.
It always does,
maybe just at the last moment, but it will come
You must believe that
or there isn’t any reason to be twenty-seven.
-from "Stanyan Street & Other Sorrows,"


*will you finally love me when i'm twenty-seven?