Wait For Me
Wait for me five miles away from the park
where we break the love show-glass into fragments
then poured it on the black shiny coals
for truck and trailers to honk and slide on.
Wait for me at the end of the tunnel
where our hearts thumps collides in the air
making a floating "tiggh teggh" sound
for dried leaves and bent trees to dance.
Wait for me till the burning sun runs out of fire
Wait for me with your vanilla rosy scent
the one that twirls around my lips
giving my mouth a sugary taste
Wait for the wheezing wind to whoosh away
the blames we held in corners of our hearts
Wait for me on the greyish rock
where crickets and birds chirps lull you to sleep
Wait for me under the tree
Where wind caress our silky smooth skins
where hummingbirds blindfold our nights
Where we sat with colorful pyjamas
Where we fight over saucy chicken and broccoli
Where we stare at the grey-white moon
rubbing palms with soft incoherence panting
as we embark on a journey to the land of lust.
Wait for me on my Ruddy mood mender
whenever your muzzy mind couldn't retain
the pricky thoughts of me.
Wait for me behind the bar
with cutleries, bottles of beer
and a shimmering smile on your face
Before the ember emerges into winter
I'll be five inches behind your arms.
©Iamteazhy
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