How long do I have to wait? Double or triple time. Have I handicapped devotion by being parental? It can't be helped. I will forever tease myself with romantic fantasies. For it is all I have. I thought I had it once but it was crude. The rest, I thought, were fools For it was, and is, me that's foolish. As I continue to think the latter I will always be solo, Forever playing catch-up. But only to the trained eye. The drought continues.