Like a child outside the candy store To get its hands on the colourful candies stacked on the shelf. Shinning under the sunlight slipping through the glass walls. Eyes ogling every jar one after the other. Mouth drooling at them melting in the mouth Afraid of being caught my mother dearest. Scared that she will not let you taste it again. Here's your second and the last prompt for #NaPoWriMo Day 30. Collab and write a #lovepoem. #lovewaited I hope all of you enjoyed writing at least one poem every day. See you on the other side. :) #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba
