Golden Treasure

I sat under the mango tree since morning why didn't you, O sweetie come? I had gathered a basket full of mangoes, all juicy and awesome. Some orange, some red, in yellow summer air, O honey, I waited every hour Lofty branches, over ripe in trust, our love smells sweet, don't turn it sour. Please come soon , it's already noon, close into my open arms. Who knows when, the gardener comes, gushing a bulldozer to his farms. Let's caress, hug and kiss under the mango tree but careful, raise no alarms... Somewhere in the distance, I can hear siren fading in turbulent space Your ambrosia sweet is running down salty tears through my face... Our golden treasure we need to hide, till we meet another time and place. Date written :20th May 2020 Received an NA in BRIAN'S CHOICE N,any form,any theme which was judged on 20th May 2020 Written in a friendly collaboration chat with Abhilaaj