May I entreat thee
A painstakingly slow
Reveal
If you're not sold
On its worth
Grow weary before
Ribbon falls
To the ground
Blink as lid lifts
Lay it aside
Open wide
Tease of tissue paper
Crinkles as the nose
In anticipation 
No waiting game
Moments of reckoning 
One still standing, poised
Wing span of heart's
Butterflies
The best things take time