VISION

If we'd meet today
It would be love on first sight.
I've missed you for many days
Can it be love on outsight?
Am still having visions of you
Of your beautifully knit hair
Tied in French pigtails.

Still having visions of you...
Of your dazzling-white teeth
Like pieces of pearls.
The vision of your eyes,
Shinning brightly
 Like the morning stars.
And those lips...
Always red as henna.

The vision of your eyes
Having nothing to hide.
And that heaving chest
On it are two breasts
Hard like wild nuts.
And those dimpled cheeks
Pure without any spot.
Always chocolate in colour.

The vision of us
 in our Balcony before the beach
Enjoying the sweet-salty flavour.
And the cool breeze made me to forget,
The heart-ache I got
From my previous lover.

The vision of morning/night texts,
Feeding my hungry inbox.
And your sensual texts
Like...'Love you forever,'
And your sweet promise...
"Your's forever"
Gave me hopes of us
Living together
In our self-created world.

The vision of hugs and warm curdles,
Complemented our dates.
Lonely now I sit
On the same Balcony
Enjoying the sour flavour
From the saddened ocean.
Each vision rewinding itself
Suddenly the wind whistles...
"Come home Alicia."
I rose from my cold bed.

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