I made a mental note.
Wishes.
Umpteen prayers.
A long list.
If you give me this...then..
Futile Barter.
And when the moment comes.
The rendezvous.
Bribery attempts are forgotten.
Wish lists are erased.
All I know is I am happy.
I have finally seen you.
Nothing else matters.
1 comment:
I like this poem. Good your eyes finally opened!
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