Some wait for the spring,
Others walk barefoot on a hot summer day.
Unwary of the season, I sit under the same tree,
Since you went far far away.
The bridge is covered with snow now,
Like memories, tears too have iced up.
Heart is numb with endless pain,
Merely longing for your gentle touch.
Wish the twilight moon takes my message,
Wherever you might be.
Someone who loves you so dearly,
Is sitting under the same tree.
Come, sweep me off my feet,
Pour passionate kisses till I say so.
I wear your favorite dress on most days,
The one with pink flowers and hint of indigo.
127 days so far, I count,
Morning, noon and night.
Since you wrapped your arms around me,
Bidding goodbye with a hug so tight.
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