i wait for that flower to blossom
i wait, under the scorching heat
or the thundering clouds
during the snowfall
it rained and i still waited
waited for that flower to blossom
for it is her promise..
i don't care if i get shed away
i ll wait eagerly for that flower to blossom
for it's petals are her smile
for its colour is her lips hue
for its anthers are her flying hair
for the turns of whorls, are pauses of her voice
and it would smell like her,
air making it chuckle like she did
when i talked about my heart..
i wait and wait
i still wait...
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