The two of us were waiting and we never stopped to ask why

Simply craving his arrival

Believing we had to be in this spot,

To not be here was unthinkable.

So we were rooted, captivated

Beside the tree the only sign of life

Beyond of course what we considered living

Which wasn’t living because we couldn’t move forward

And there was no way back.

What if we left and he turned up?

Momentarily we were blinded by Lucky and his dance

But his noose should have told us his folly.

We dismissed him, an idle distraction

We were on a mission, constantly craving his presence

Knowing he was well worth the effort of us being here

When neither of us knew what being here meant.

Written for: https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2016/09/02/friday-night-music-prompt-58-constant-craving-by-kd-lang/