Jeans soaked in morning rain

     spectacles free from mist

     he focused on scribbling 

     while his patience is dwindling.

Still faraway, she thought he’ll be late

     carefully knotting her shoelaces

     wearing her reddest lipgloss

     anticipating the sweetest canoodle.

Entire notepad has been kissed by the pen now

     nothing else is there to do, other than

     to blink and sip the cold chamomile tea

     not forgetting the smile of his tardy lady.

Few blocks away from their rendezvous 

     she saw his broad shoulders slumped 

     she dashed gracefully towards him

     two hearts beaming in screaming colors. ©

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