Wait and Weight
birds have nest and they call it home
but you sneak from my back door
in fear of your girl
when you can leave her
and we can build our home
you take the path away from plain sight
you use perfume to hide fragrance of our love
this affair born from match fire
and is burning my skin
tell me is the wait eternal? and
will the weight continue to grow?
Copyright © Maanvinder Pilania | Year Posted 2025
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