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. ©