I yearned for years - long
For a humble man, I could call mine.
For that warmth across the table, as I sat down to dine.
For that naughty stare at me, as I'd undress shy.
For that amusing smile, as I blabbered when high!
For a chin with rough stubbles, that would caress my lips.
For ever lending ears - to take in my never ending cribs.
For a name around my finger, etched in gold.
For that grip around me, as I'd turn old.
I'd waited long enough, I could abide no more!
And that's when you walked by, as if you heard me cry!
And offered me a hanky, to wipe my tears dry.
Your tired eyes claimed, that you had come a long way.
I offered to leave, but you said you were here to stay!
You said you were no novice, and you did look worldly-wise
Though your boyish charms, did raise in me - alarms!
I sat there beside you, sharing stories of a life - wooed.
A tale of a short girl, yet it took a mighty long while!
You have been listening for long, yet you probe me to go on.
And I still babble away and I still babble away...