Here at the top,
Waiting you from the top,
Waiting your shadow,
When eyes decided to show.
Here at the top,
Waiting your response to pop,
Your eyes that will look back,
At my eyes that darkening because of waiting that looks getting black.
Here at the top,
While placing my pony to my hair to top,
Same as what I'm doing,
Watching you every time when you go out from ur house and biking.
Here at the top,
That hoping for your catch up,
My love that 'till now waiting for your love,
Now, I'm just here again waiting for you, my love.
YOU ARE READING
It's a gift
Poetrymy love, my received feedback nor feelings. Some hurts. Some not. But considered as a gift to challenge you as a person. I hope you like it.
