Entangled

Dear love,
Gulf is an indulgence;
It has entangled me in the past

My heart has been mislaid in involvements,
The protuberance on my face smells the fragrance of the flower beaming in my own yard

They backbite you in my presence,
But the beliefs in me is ever in tandem that your epiphany nature always gives be hope

I miss you my petaloid,
You enlighten the whole me...
I have awaited for you,
Yet it feels as if it's a decade;
But it is just a mile to yesterday

Though entangled,
They haven't felt the burden of our own choice.
Like a flower blooms more than once;
I will come for you again and again