Kiss me hard before I'd let you go,
Hold on me as this winter is making my heart collapse turning it into the snow as hard as rock,
I'm dancing in the dark on my feet,
Hoping to hold you so close,
Imagining us into the darkest room,
Holding hands in a way that I'd never loose grip on this feeling,
I'm high in my room searching for the darkest corners,
Heaven knows what I want to ask you whether be it love, whether be it scarcity,
Whether be it scars that you last drew on my hand,
Whether it be those words you said I'm yours and mine,
We're young and beautiful so kiss me hard before I'd let you go,
Even it's what you want let's not go too far away,
Cause my fears follow me like the darkest nightmares,
We're born to die baby so as long as you and I are alive let's not take it too far,
Let's not stop it here,
Where it ends neither you does know,
Nor I know,
But the scarcity I hold can be the ruin of your mind,
No matter even if you love grey clouds and I love daylight at the end,
I'm the darkest night and you're the brightest day,
So kiss me hard before you go,
Even if this feels wrong tonight,
I know I'm going to take all the regrets to my graveyard along with me,
For this last time let's hold onto each other for little longer.
Kiss me hard before I'd move away.
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Tales Of Hopeless Romantics: Imperfect Poetic Journey Of Love And Life
Poetry"My love was as cruel as my nightmares, and it was as beautiful as my daydream, which never dare to turn itself into reality, neither did it ever ended like a daydream, the agony kept hanging me like that of half hope, the hope kept hanging me like...
