(Image source: www.beautyscene.net)
She smiled and my
heart beat raced
She blushed and it picked more pace
She had a beautiful frame; like the tower of Pisa
I could call her Mona Lisa
Her hairdo; it was curly and new
Her grace as radiant as ever
And like the morning dew
Her charm, stronger than laser
Her lips; a pair of temptations
Agape; my only expression
All I yearned for; osculations
She had become my obsession
Her eyes; I was lost in her stares
Her touch numbed me upstairs
It felt like walking on stars
The gentleness healed my scars
She left and took the whole fire
All alone, I could hear the silence
Her presence was my desire
Tonight, I was rewarded her absence
No comments:
Post a Comment
Thank you for reading and appreciating creativity.We hope to see you here again. Please feel free to drop your comments and suggestions as they are catalysts for improvement.