Lost in the Wilderness.

I am the one you've forgotten.

For good or however long, I do not know.  But, ...

 

I've already waited my whiles, and my whiles have come and gone.  So, ...

I'll come inside.

I'll feel you on my skin again.

You'll burn me quite so nicely.  I know.

And I'll wait a while.

Then blow you away.