He came...
He came for me
He was sleepy and tired yet late but
He came for meHe waited until I was done
with my session prior
He took with me then
Another his session laterHe walked me next to me
Our elbows nudged
For the first time with me
Not behind or ahead
He kept talking to me
So did I so slowly
As our steps all the way matchedHe stared long into my eyes
Shifting between my left and right
He gave me a share of his time
until he went out of sight...!!
YOU ARE READING
The Dew in her words
PoetryA book of Poetry of all the splendid emotions of the special little heart of a girl... previously called WRITINGS OF HER