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Awaiting a chance,
to see the brown pawn turn green,
to talk about journeys,
tigers, lillies, dreams and destinations,
to offer roses, the sleepy moon,
emotions in small circular existence,
like someone speaking, unseen,
questioning me who, why, where,how
to render a pain sometimes a red cross,
across my name, blocked,
only to be released, again,
your smiles,naughty,confusions
teaching me to love you more,
I just keep awake to catch you praying,
to see my messenger’s popup.