Forgive me,

This evening, pink in the park,
I dressed the stray frog,
wobbling on the stairs of grass
And fearful of mowing down
By the health-seekers,
With threads gagged into their ears

I thought of you,
Especially the moments
You had eaten melting chocolate
From my lips
At Select City Walk

But I wrapped up the solitary frog
As it was the most beautiful
And loveable thing in the crowd
And I fell for it
Because it was companionless
And its tomorrow was foggy..