It takes a lifetime to find,
to find the one.
The one who touches,
clinches to forget.I hated to agree,
that it's only me.
But a little spark of love,
danced awaiting her flameNow the moon flares at sight,
the sky whines for warmth.
The dew blares to fall,
our faith heals to come.For his head on my heart.
Arms on my skin.
Eyes locked to say,
"You're mine", with a smile.
YOU ARE READING
Me..
PoetryAll the things I want to say, but never could are in this book. This isn't for attention or sympathy from anyone. It's just me putting down my thoughts to get rid of 'em. Thank you.