With shutters half closed
And half awake
I see the dim table lamp
far away slowly fading
and I think of love
and senses loosen up…
Words fly and dance like fireflies
around my head
and jump like grasshoppers in my mind…
Today I thought
I will write a love poem: a happy one
‘Where boy meets the girl
falls in love
and then live happily ever after’
But sadly it’s
even an insomniac needs some rest
a long yawn
it’s time to head the bed.
The finale:
So you see
I will meet you some other day
Some other time
May be
With a half eaten (dark) chocolate
With molten caramel inside
The flavour: I will leave for you to decide.
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