One more yesterday

Pinky Inonge Phiri, a very spontaneous girl that I met at KFC Levy Junction, Lusaka, Zambia is the muse as well as theme of this poem.

Again. Again. I want to live
through yesterday again.
I wish to see another yesterday.
To do the same things, breathe
the same air again.
I want to see another yesterday.

I met a girl yesterday.
A fine, brown skinned afric-CAN.
A sweet cheerful and gentle soul.
Yes. The reason I want to see
yesterday again.

I want to take that first glance at
her. To say 'hi' once more.
To hesitantly sit down by her side.
I wish to see her smile at me-
As she telepathically guides me
through the maze-way to her
inside.

I want to see another yesterday.
To grin, chuckle and laugh as she
stares at me.
I want to see her lost in thought.
To feel our hearts beat
simulteneously.

I want to have another yesterday.
To look forward to an unusually
beautiful night.
To know that I will stare at the
ceiling and relive every moment.
I wish to have her in my mind
through the faint moonlight.

But, even if I got another
yesterday,
I'd still remain time-broke, after
spending the whole day.
So, I will ask for another day with
Pinky-
And another. And another. I lived
through yesterday. But now, I
want you in my today. 

Keep Smilingh