In my balcony every morning,
Eyes stuck on one side, but my mind in a faraway place.
Like a spell cast on me,
I can't take my eyes off her.
She oozes life,
A life so abominable.
And I am stuck in my chair,
Banana smile lighting up my face,
Oblivious of everything else.
A bewitching smile that no man would ignore,
Not a single straight man.
Her eyes were big and lovely,
Most of the times watery.
Her legs were long and spotless,
Seemingly stolen from a super model.
Her lips; something close to a touch by an angel,
Well endowed buxom,
A fragrance to die for.
My heart leaps as she moves the brush,
I see the white in her teeth and I melt away.
I envy the toothbrush; why is it so blessed?
Her hair whistles a sweet song against the wind,
I close my eyes and get lost in that moment,
And as one strand lands on my forehead,
I scream and jump in jubilation,
I want to sing eleven serenades,
I want to give a public lecture.
I want the whole world to know that I own a fancy strand of hair,
Yes, I am close to winning,
Otherwise my forehead will go unwashed,
Until dusk crowns me.
But then she is suddenly gone.
All I have is a sweet memory,
No, maybe a bitter memory because I'm not sure if it was intentional,
A memory too strong to be ignored.
I get bewildered when I think of her,
Her sweet fragrance gets me to cloud nine,
And all I think of are possibilities,
Possibilities of anything,
Not necessarily a future,
But at least something I can hold on to.
And as the sun sets in the west,
Reality dawns of me.
She's a gem too expensive,
A princess with a heart of gold and a face that goes with it.
And I am just a little boy lost in the world,
Looking for love in all the wrong places.
Yes, I am just a boy.
Dreaming is enough.
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