The afternoon is of sunshine
The cleaning project starts
She does what she hates
She tidies up with disgust
She smile unconsciously
She yak’s impatiently
The clock strikes 9pm
She opens her mouth, desperately
She goes to the basement
She changes her mind
She opens the door
She goes upstairs
There is no time left
For another intense routine
To dress up,
To take a long, beauty shower
She changes her clothes,
She checks in the mirror
The sun left a hot night
The sun left an intense breeze
She walks back and forth
She yuk’s with stress
She doesn’t know what to expect
It’s past 9.30pm
She sits downstairs, casual
She waits for him
She awaits for the time
She awaits
The cleaning project starts
She does what she hates
She tidies up with disgust
She smile unconsciously
She yak’s impatiently
The clock strikes 9pm
She opens her mouth, desperately
She goes to the basement
She changes her mind
She opens the door
She goes upstairs
There is no time left
For another intense routine
To dress up,
To take a long, beauty shower
She changes her clothes,
She checks in the mirror
The sun left a hot night
The sun left an intense breeze
She walks back and forth
She yuk’s with stress
She doesn’t know what to expect
It’s past 9.30pm
She sits downstairs, casual
She waits for him
She awaits for the time
She awaits
2 comments:
Does she often wait? Should we not flow with life and experience each moment?
She doesn't often wait. But at that moment, she had too, he was going to ring her bell...
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