Wednesday, May 24, 2017

Evening Sun

Tired after a day's duties, You
Run to me like a kid after school.
Smiling with a bite of cookies, You
Hide behind shower curtain and tease!

You are my sweetest dream,
I waited to see an entire day!
You are the secret I hide,
behind my smile and thoughts all day!

You are a saint after days of fast,
Emerging off a holy bath,
As you  zoom out of your shower,
Like a beaming sun on a rainy day!

Let me offer you a cup of coffee,
Let my fingers reach your wet skin,
To offer the warmth of the setting sun,
And with it you snack the stories of your day.

Let's bake a bread to eat really hot,
And do a prayer and kiss in a minute,
Then you jump off to our bed,
To hide beneath a sheet of blanket,
As I am searching you,
On the pages of a serious story in vain!
And may find you my hidden treasure,
Under the eyelashes of my dream!

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