moon waxes and wanes
my wait,still,lasts
rustic leaves of autumn said me
to wait a bit more
they promised,"he will be blooming in the spring",
what else I can do ,I believed .
you are my dream ,
why are you so happy there ?
I'm here waiting for you
in the verge ,to drench in the next rain .
how can you let me wait so long ?
you are fair ,sweet and cruel
and me yours.......
yoursri.
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