Wings...
These are my wings...
I wear without shame.
I flew into your heart with my
eyes closed,
My heart was yearning for a home
it failed to find.
I fade away into my recurring dreams,
Where you and I are happy together.
These are my wings...
Incomplete.
Don't know if I'll ever carry on, if I don't at least you got what I started.
YOU ARE READING
THE MORNING AFTER
Poetry"My love for you runs so deep, It is hard for me to even sleep. Every time I see your eye, All I want to do is cry. When I touch your lovely skin, I get so nervous from within" a continuation of midnight thoughts my previous book if you haven't read...
