Please tell me the reason I,
Hear,
violent screams of innocent girls........
I too,
was an innocent girl
once......before,
life poisoned my virgin dreams......
I can't forgive the shadows of agony.....
They shattered in youth,
my passionately painted magic mirrors
of pure longing and bold wonder...... !
But deep inside my eyes.....
You can see........ a shy reflection....
of the old fool blooming young and ripe...... once again... !
The girl who,
in her heart wondered what love would feel like.......
Has grown.....
into the full light of sweet womanhood.......
She now knows what longing is.........
AS NOW,
FOR THE FIRST TIME IN THE HEAVEN OF HER DREAMS........
She tastes the fire of sweet scars ......
as her fragile lips brimming with the spice of a gentle desire
turning brutal....
are falling for the wet charms of a man
holding divine love in the melody of his brave victories ,
For his soul-angel on earth........
Ah, love blooms in my spirit like a wild hurricane
of many scents......
and many shades.....
of virtue....
and of woe..... !!
YOU ARE READING
An Ode To My Unfound Winter Romance...
PoetryJust a lonely girl wondering about her inner emotions that seldom bloom to the sunshine of reality........She has a melody to share........may be you could lend her a piece of your patience and .....a broken chord of your heartbeat........if ever in...
