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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