"Waiting Compulsions"

In the quiet hours of waiting, feelings stir, Compulsion whispers secrets, soft and sure. A dance of longing, a silent urge, In the depths of night, emotions surge. Like waves upon a restless sea, Yearning, craving, setting hearts free. With every breath, a sigh released, In the tapestry of time, love is pieced. Waiting binds us, yet sets us free, Feelings bloom in silent reverie. Compulsion drives us to the edge, Where passion burns, where souls are pledged. So let us wait, in longing's embrace, For in the waiting, we find our grace. Feelings deepen, compulsion fades, In the quiet of waiting, love cascades.