What if..

The sun looked at me today,
with it’s orange hue and a tinge of grey
romantic and blue..
But that’s not important,
What is, is that it stared right in my eyes
with eagerness and resolve
like an intense lover

And for the first time
I could sense jealousy,
desire and longing
all as a single emotion,
Now I don’t have a word for that
so let me go with ‘what if…’

And then I wondered
where were you when you were in your full glory
during the day
did you share a wine with sunshine
or did you stroll in Central Park
basking in the warmth.

And then I could sense regret,
too late, homie !
My mistress’ perfume, I smell already
I still would have loved you
but the moon is rising
and I feel I’m home   

Come back again tomorrow,
and maybe we will talk.
The night belongs to my mistress
But come morning, I know
I would wait for your song..

- Ashk


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