I'll be waiting
seated in smiles as I remember
all the sweet lies he spoke to me
for his face were the carvings of love
thoughts of him burns deep within
as all I want was his touch supreme
narrowing down my spotless skin
on his lips would be my name
carved above his perfected chin
as he mutters them with homage
silently entreating them with solemnity
and adoring it with so much divinity
there, I'll seat at a yawning distance
with a heart that has found love
gazing at the one I truly care about
saying in the words of my homeland
oyoko m, you are all mine

© Callisto