Morning

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The day was blue and good
The morning was bright
The afternoon sun was warm
The evening was almost like the morning
The evening was my morning

The next day was cold and grey
Toward afternoon was red
Dusk was not golden yellow
But somewhat alive
The evening was still my morning

The following day was brisk
The afternoon lasted for a second
My heart lurched against my chest
Then subsided to a steady rhythm
My intended one came back to me!

All the mornings and evenings
I waited impatiently but steadily
For her till she came back
To me, to warm my heart

It has dawned
Do i expect much from this day?
When the sun rises today
Will it be warm or scorching
Or red?

When the sky feels lonely
It has the sun, clouds
And galaxies for companions
When am bored, who comforts me?

When my stomach is empty
I fill it with food
And when my heart is broken
What will i use to repair it?

I longed for this day
I longed and waited for you
With bated breath
My heart is perfect
Because you are inside.

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