Bundled up in his hands cozily
Her beady eyes looked at me lazily.
Like a little sparrow with her mate
She looked at me with hate,
for the sudden intrusion
for the slow encroachment.
“He was always mine!”
“I know!”
“And always will be”
“I know!”
“Then, why do you still wait? Like a fool!”
“He promised me a moment!”
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