No, i won't let you go.
I won't, my dear.
I'll just lie here
spooning you.
for just some more of those
moments of eternity.

I know you're only pretending
to struggle free.
I know you want to
let your languid warmth
seep into me
into my skin
into my soul
as i entwine you like a creeper
as i caress your softness
and search for your buds.

The world can wait.
let all those birds sing away
and let all those tender pink
mango blossoms
sway in the morning breeze,
spreading their delicate fragrance
to calm worried souls.
let the orange skies turn gold
and the leaves at our window
a shade greener.
I just don't care.
all i want now
is to lie here lazily
knowing that i have you.

So don't pretend to struggle free.
just let these moments linger
for just a little longer
until a rude doorbell
or a loud street vendor
breaks our reverie
and brings our magic carpet
crashing down, my dear,
into the madness
of yet another day.