What do her eyes wish to tell me that her lips hold back?
What is it that makes her breath dance with her pulse?
My fingertips gently paint unseen lines along her blushing cheek.
Her hair washes across mine as her smile plays hide and seek.
Deep, is the ocean that hides behind her eyes, she wants me to see.
For her pupils dilate to show more, when she is in waltz, with me.
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The fizzing foam of the waves tease at my feet.
I take the invitation, expecting treat with its retreat.
Wave, after wave, after wave, further into it I go,
Till that time, when I can see my own two feet no more.
A slight wish still lingers
to wake up to a certain someone, having locked our fingers
But I know she was always someone to admire from a distance
Maybe in another life, I’ll ask her, “May I have this dance?”
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What do you do when you’re blue and it suddenly pours outside?
You think up a little poem on the go and decide to blog it. So here it goes…
His heart was turning into lead
His soul was dead and burning
The sea of emotions in his head
Were not yet done churning
He was at the very edge
He could hold it in no more
His dignity, his only pledge
To hide the pain that he bore
He looked to the skies
They were dark and brooding
Tears welled in his eyes
His masks were eluding
“I like walking in the rain,”
He said, his fist he did cup
“So you don’t see my pain”
That moment there, the heavens opened up