Thou said
I thought it was my imagination, when
I saw it coming,
I felt the warm, intimate air, coming closer
And closer and closer into my left side of my face,
I gave him the instance and manner of His presence
What a pleasant activity to termination
His face was contentment,
What a surprise kiss!
My mind was gratified, since I agreeable
Him first…
My facial expression, show it all, when my
Eyes started un ending blinking,
He motion to my left eye, and wipe the
Frozen tear,
His fellows observe attentively
As he took chocolate in his pocked, and give it to me,
It felt like, it was my first kiss ever…
As we both gave an innocent smile, it was
Indeed
Oh, I was so sad when it was time for me
To go, he emotionally kissed my hand,
And motioned his hands with a fake and unpleasing
Goodbye, he was sad,
But we both knew that we’ll see one another,
Soon, before the next flight!
When the car was in motion, he gave me a quick smile
And say good-bye, my love in broken English
Kiss goodbye, I smiled
Kiss goodbye I thought
Kiss goodbye, he’s gone
Kiss goodbye, for the reality has taken place, and cross rational will never make sense
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Monday, 20 February 2012
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