Your Watch

Your watch, Fastened upon your wrist, Giving you an extra charm Bids me to want To throw away my offerings, To mute the prayers echoing in my heart And to pull at my hair, While screaming out vicious tsunamis Which can engulf you In their melodious harmony Merely Because Of the strong appeal That emanates from you! Your watch, Clasped tightly upon your wrist, Has me imagining of how It shall be when I shall soar at you Seated on a sparkling unicorn To steal it Because wearing that which is yours Creates a new world in my galaxy, One in which you and I Play, side by side, A romantic symphony, Which bids flowers and trees to dance!