Charisma

Drawal of love 

from your heart 

would be a Herculean task, 

drooling over 

my photo for you 

would be an arduous task, 

but my heart drawls to my aloneness

not to wave a white flag 

and who knows, 

a charisma would take place 

and you would tilt for me. 

Yes, I would be waiting

for that serendipity to happen,

enthusiasm would never enervate 

and dreams would never shrivel 

in the winter of your hatred.