Chloroplasts (the wait)

Looking at the stars up in the sky

I linger throughout the night wondering why

You have tiny disc- like structures

I pause to move on in hesitation

I sit there waiting in frustration

For your green chlorophyll

Waiting for your lovely return

This kind of delay feels like a burn

Without your photosynthesis

A postponement of my love

Under the starry sky above

I halt to take a deep breath now and then

Feeling weak; not strong like a thousand men

Under the billions of stars I will stay

A hold up until the light of day

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