Monday, April 29, 2019

My Love



I was waiting eagerly for him,
Sometimes I blamed it on the clouds,
They must be hiding him from me,
Or sometimes wondering if it's him,
I ignored this time as I can't take the stress,
If he really loves me he has to prove it,
And yes, I was stubborn and determined too,
But then, impatience creeped in and started looking for him,
To my surprise I saw something that I thought to be streetlight,
But naughty him, was trying to trouble me,
Disguising himself and fitting right in between the leaves,
The apple of my heart was right there with promising nights!
~ Dawn

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