For me you have been a traveler
The one who rides the oceansand the big blue seas
Seeking experiences
That can be framed into postcards
Of wonderful memories
For a future
That is yet to unravel.
Your today's rush you
Into your tomorrows
And in its wake
Small boats likeme
Would mostly sink
Would mostly sink
Into long forgotten memories
Of abandoned islands
Where you now live no more.
As I watch you sleep
The glasses back on your face
The little girl back in the rug
The silent one yearning for a hug
I feel you tug at my cuffs
Ten more minutes, you say
Stay with me, for ten more minutes...
And then I am scared
Of who you will be
When you wake up.
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