A Winter Rendezvous
A promise made, fingers are crossed—
Time crawls by, slowed down by the gale.
Eros pities with deep pathos
The heart that's torn by yearning hail.
Mere days feel like a thousand years;
Each second paralyzed, frozen.
Inside the bosom, bombardiers
Blizzard of anticipation.
December's come, winter's raging,
But so is mine power of will.
The flame within keeps on burning—
Unabated, it's brighter still.
The waiting game, the frostbite pain.
The raining snowflakes seem unmoved.
Yet hot longing cells race in veins,
Soon to burst in the rendezvous.
A promise made, fingers are crossed—
Time crawls by, slowed down by the gale.
Eros pities with deep pathos
The heart that's torn by yearning hail.
Mere days feel like a thousand years;
Each second paralyzed, frozen.
Inside the bosom, bombardiers
Blizzard of anticipation.
December's come, winter's raging,
But so is mine power of will.
The flame within keeps on burning—
Unabated, it's brighter still.
The waiting game, the frostbite pain.
The raining snowflakes seem unmoved.
Yet hot longing cells race in veins,
Soon to burst in the rendezvous.