The Line

In the dust
A line does stand
And divided by it
A woman and a man

Waiting patiently
He knows not
If she even wants
To cross at all

Hoping she does
His waiting continues
For her to move
And what will ensue

Growing impatient
He tries his best
To coax her across
Into his arms to rest

Alomst unbearable
Does it start to become
He only wants to know
If in vain he does so.

Having no choice
Himself he cannot cross
Continuing to wait
But not a total loss

Gained a friend
He will continue
To wait it out patiently
With dreams renewed