Worth of a Wait

What is the worth of a wait? 
One breath too long, and the moment’s gone; 
But the rush of standing still, on being
On the brink
Of something new and strong and fast and
Here.
That single sigh which hides behind your lips is
All and more that you’ve said in a lifetime
Of words.
How long can that moment last before?
Before it becomes wasted?
Does a moment come and go,
Teases and flits between a dreamless sleep and a
Waking dream?
Does she hold you near to her heart but
Laugh?
Laugh at your tears
Frustration, Burning Anger
Does she love to hold the flame beneath your feet?
If you move, she’s gone, as if
She’s never been.
A wait is a pause between lifetimes
Eternal and Fleeting.
You’ll never know her worth til the moment’s lost 
Forever.