
You’re like the essay that slowly transitions into poetry,
The words spilling like grains of sand from my hand,
They scatter across, the more I try to pull them together,
Slowly weaving themselves into a fairy tale story!!
You’re like the moonlight that’s still there on a new moon day,
Like the silent whispers of the waves on the sand; when the sea is calm,
You’re like the hushed sleep that slowly treads in,
On agonised nights, when a soaked pillow is all the comfort I have.
You’re the thoughts racing in my mind at jet speed,
You’re the wisp of breath that would wither away, If I didn’t catch it with mine,
Marshmallow hearts, in an autumn bonfire,
Slowly melting away, one drop at a time.
You’re like the first gospel a child ever heard,
You’re a happy confusion spelled like adventure,
And you feel like the fruit of an unrequited love,
Looming at the edge of the vale,
On the other side of a dream.
And I don’t want to bother myself with the how and why,
For once, I’ll let me be happy with why not and just because,
See I know I can’t have a fairy god-mother or mice that turn to horses,
But for all it’s worth, I’ll let you be my fairy tale!
It’s so beautiful…. expressed feeling so well.You are becoming better n better
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the words seems so familiar & relaxing. Beautiful thoughts!!
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