She Waits For Me – Angel

On Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, Angel rides the bus to the campus library. She waits there while I attend my classes.

Between classes I join her at the library where we sit in a couch. I hold her in my arms and read to her from my favorite books of Old English Verse…

“My vegetable love should grow

Vaster than empires, and more slow;

An hundred years should go to praise

Thine eyes and on thy forehead gaze;

Two hundred to adore each breast,

But thirty thousand to the rest;

An age at least to every part,

And the last age should show your heart.”

I, then,  rush to my next class while Angel waits for my next break. In the evening, we go our separate ways to meet again the day after tomorrow…

She Waits For Me – Angel

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