Wait For Me
Wait for me five miles away
from the park 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.
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 lulled you to sleep.
Wait for me under the tree
Where wind caresses 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 relinquish the pricky thoughts of me.
Wait for me behind the bar
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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