The Wait

Cute is her face

Sweet are her talks

And, I wanna see her

When she walks

It’s been long

We are in touch

But about her

I don’t know much

We exchange texts

Day and night

Should I call her?

That’s a plight

Yes, we never talk

Over the phone

But in a recording

I heard her tone

Like a soothing music

Was her voice

I wanna hear her more

Refraining is not a choice

For long, I wanna see her

In the best way, I will greet

Yes, that day has come

And finally we’ll meet.