Weekdays

On Monday, I say hi.
You return back with a smile.
Heart rate increases
Temperature rises
Enjoying the night
Love at first sight.

On Tuesday, you say hi.
I return back with a smile.
Conversations flourish
Similarities unleash
Conflicts are on the same ground
Love on the second round.

On Wednesday, we say hi.
We return back with a smile.
Gravity is uncontrollable.
Intensity is insatiable.
Things are on its full blow.
Love on the third row.

On Thursday, I say hi.
I hear no reply.
Paranoia boggles my mind.
Maybe you need more time?
I could hardly tell.
Love on the fourth level.

On Friday, I realize
How could I be so blind?
With this feeling I have inside.
Is rushing like a suicide
Commitment is not a race.
Love on its deciding phase.

On Monday, we find attraction.
On Tuesday, a lavishing attention
On Wednesday, an intensifying passion
On Thursday, an intimate contradiction
On Friday, a commitment of delusion
But on weekends, may we find our final destination?