Red Frock

Everytime I see you standing there

Peeking shyly from behind

The timeless hanger of life

Those dreamy eyes, serene smile

Red frock, wanting to talk to me

Meeting me when I am alone

Alone with my thoughts and breath

Reminding me of harmless pranks

Prodding me to stop crawling and fly

Fly because I have wings of desire

Because that’s what I always wanted,

But everytime I try to touch you

You melt into my childhood

And keep me waiting for another hour

When again,

I am alone with my thoughts and breath