Without Reason

But with rhyme

I find words to write

During the in between time

A friend is visiting

But we've yet to meet

I was ready at six

Yet at nine, her work day's not complete

Mucus has invaded my brain

Making my eyes twitch and my nose run

I sit here and wish for more rain

Allergy season is no fun

With time, my thoughts turn to love

I am blessed to receive so much

Still, I yearn for true love's touch