Baby! Dear Sleeping Beauty,
You’ve crossed my mind.
You are either up or sleeping!
I am just thinking, thinking of you,
I am thinking…
This is my attempt at being me,
This is an attempt at beating me…
But it is not about me, I was still thinking.
Diversion of a thought, prolific thinking or
Merely speaking, out loud pondering…
Sleeping Beauty, the hours and minutes that I am counting,
They are translated in seconds depleting.
And until my Heart longs for you,
Until believing translates into really seeing, I shall be thinking.
© Christian D. Koumtog