You are my dream
that I don't want to
lose.
You are my honey
that Sweetens my
psyche.
You are my fantasy
that giving me some
kind of delight.
You are my mind
When I'm imagining
'you and I'.
You are my forest
that giving me chills
at night.
You are my melody
And I'm your instrument
And manual.
YOU ARE READING
That Night Melody(On Going)
PoetryMyself is such a misery I Hate loving both sides I love the things- That makes me feel so Happy and satisfied In the night full of Broken melodies.
