Rambling Midnight Poem by Hanan Muzafar

Along the way;
Sprawled in a wagon,
looking for falling stars,
Rambling midnight,
feel all right.

The empathy inside,
let it loose,
georgette gown,
and curls untied:
Toughness melting down.

Let's laugh tonight,
for a while,
A little loud.

Under a willow tree,
Purple blanket on green grass,
and yellow mustard flowers.

Let's forget the past,
slithering torsos:
Fervour burning in olive oil.