Chloroplasts (the wait)
Looking at the stars up in the sky
I linger throughout the night wondering why
You have tiny disc- like structures
I pause to move on in hesitation
I sit there waiting in frustration
For your green chlorophyll
Waiting for your lovely return
This kind of delay feels like a burn
Without your photosynthesis
A postponement of my love
Under the starry sky above
I halt to take a deep breath now and then
Feeling weak; not strong like a thousand men
Under the billions of stars I will stay
A hold up until the light of day
By Dwayne Lubin
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