I don't know how to start it,
I don't know how to end it,
The touch of yours,
On my body,
I can still feel it...
I don't know what's come over me
as the words so twisted are taking over me,
But the way you pinched my cheek
had awakened the stable girl concealed.
What is this so eternal?
What do I call this?
Love?
What do I call you?
My beloved?
What is this relationship so undefined?
Didn't know how it started...
Don't know how it's gonna end...
How does it feel to
be rushing through my thoughts
and trespassing through my urges to write?
And when the limbs of ours touch
why does my heart feel so light?
Is this the beginning of the good?
or is this the beginning of the bad?
Just thinking about it makes me go mad!
So many questions in my mind...
So many answers left behind...
But everything in front of my eyes disappears
when you are holding my hand...
YOU ARE READING
Ocean of words
PoetryThese are the ocean of words, I can't talk them out or hide, I wanna shout them to the world, But my courage is long gone in the tides...
