Sunflower

I am sorry but is this seat taken ?

I don't mean the chair but to actually sit with you.

I have things to say but being forward

Has never made me stand tall afterwards

This is where I am supposed to say something

But then i open my mouth and nothing comes out

Nothing but words i can't even put into sentences

Maybe i need to filter my speech less

I want you, you Sunflower

It's been along time I have wanted anyone in a non sole-physical way

I want you on your bad, good, great and worst days

Cuddled in bed, tickling you under the white wholly duvet

Just before the kids run into the room to disrupt the rhythms and blue

I want us on the couch, favorite movie of Narnia in place

Synced to the magic we share, the one that drew Nala to Simba

I want us in the kitchen with flour smeared on our faces

Travelling the world from Canada all the way to India

I want us washing our teeth ,at the mirror wondering how this happened

Wondering how we managed to turn the house into a home

Reminiscing about the aisle where vows were made and promises aligned

I want an ice-cream date with both of us licking off the same cone

I want something cliche, like matching sweaters or kissing at the Eiffel

I want to take in every kiss, hug and moments like it would be my last

In all these, there is something I look forward to the most

Us kneeling by the bed, spirit lifted up to the author of what we are

These are things I cannot say or express, it is too much I guess

I am not even sure I am ready, especially after my last voyage

So I guess these thoughts would only remain thoughts

Hi, I am sorry to bother but is this seat taken?