As he sat there with cigarette in his hand, an intense look in his eyes
A frown adorned his lips,I fisted my hand to resist the urge to rub his lips
To erase that frown and give him smile
I sigh closing my eyes,
A mystery to World,an open book to me
A sinner up to him,a charmer to me,
An independent up to him, everything for me,
A hug which made me smile,
A hold that held me safe
A hand that pulled me up
A shoulder that let me curl up
A soul that gave me space,and had a patience to amaze,
As I read my past, he listened everything till last,
As I pushed him away,he said "I'm here always,
If not in his hold,I will be wandering soul,
His love have kept me warmth, even when evey thing was icy cold,
He is my Night sky, might be dark, might be a mystery, might be sinful but always gave me light, held me tight, loved me even more after our every fight..
As I stood in front of him, He pulled me close nuzzling his face in my neck whispering" How you feeling?
Once again putting myself before him.
YOU ARE READING
RA's Poetry
PoetryEvery word has a meaning, every words has a cause. A word from me can heal your heart or tear it apart. I choose wise, wishing you do the same.
