I sit overlooking the cliff
Not even realizing the Breeze
When i look down and see the waves
I realize the vastness ahead is empty
Is there an angel who would appear
To lend a shoulder to disappear
I dont want to hide from the world
All i need is a chest to bury my head
The feel of being owned
The feel of being cared
The touch of reaffirming
The warmth of belonging
As she appears from the far side
I'm not sure if she is going to be aside
I don’t even know, if she is coming for me
Or if she also would walk past me
She comes close, her hair brushing my face
I know the smell of her perfume
She isn’t an angel,
She is for real
She holds my face
Looks at my eyes
Is there a drop of tear
Both of us may drop
Holding my face close to her
She whispers my name in my ear
I'm so light
She holds me tight
I look up to see her face
Is that the one I miss ?
A scream shatters the peace
Reality always bites
Woken up from my sleep
My day begins again
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ReplyDeletethat was a nice one! one could actually visualise the scene with those words:) keep writing wonderfully well!
ReplyDeleteGood to see you go lyrical:)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful
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