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Jan 13, 2020

That City Girl

For me you have been a traveler
The one who rides the oceans
and the big blue seas
Seeking experiences
That can be framed into postcards
Of wonderful memories
For a future 
That is yet to unravel. 

Your today's rush you
Into your tomorrows 
And in its wake
Small boats likeme
Would mostly sink
Into long forgotten memories
Of abandoned islands 
Where you now live no more. 

As I watch you sleep
The glasses back on your face
The little girl back in the rug
The silent one yearning for a hug
I feel you tug at my cuffs
Ten more minutes,  you say
Stay with me,  for ten more minutes...
And then I am scared
Of who you will be
When you wake up.

That City Girl

For me you have been a traveler The one who rides the oceans and the big blue seas Seeking experiences That can be framed into postcar...