midnight meetings
frenzied moments
aah, it felt like love
an eternal bliss
that's all i would call it
sweet nothings
when even the silence spoke
there i was melting in his arms
a smile enough to tickle me pink
it snapped with just one gust
leaving me with memories galore
a lurking melancholy, in the fleeting glee
i wanted you forever
when you were mine only for the moment
i look out of the window and see a falling leaf
drifting with the wind
like a rudderless boat
that;s how i feel now
listless, drained, empty
painting a blank canvas
with the colors of pain
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"painting a blank canvas
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wonderful expression!
Beautiful choice of words from your quiver of expressions. Kudos, for you have arrived!
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ReplyDeletebeautiful choise of expression.