You Have to Wait

Time was running out, 

Bussing my lips, 

Night veered off. 

With closed eyes, 

I held her hand 

And drawled, 

'Oh! My sylph, 

don't leave me, 

don't leave, 

I am not done, 

I want to guzzle your love, 

I want to guzzle your love.'

Releasing her hand, 

she ruffled my hair 

And whispered 

'Oh! 

My dearest, 

let me go, 

dawn has signalled 

the end of our tryst,

you have to wait 

for the turn, 

you have to wait.'