Depth of my feelings - IV
Depth of my feelings -IV
As I sat meddling away, I turned to see her looking beyond. I touched her hair as she replied with the smile that hadnt seen since we both said our vows. I patted her head while I tilted mine and looked at her while she eyed me all confused.
"You okay?" She said.
The conscience broke for a minute and I just kept smiling. I wanted to but I could not say it. My words fell from eyes and like a reflex she wrapped herself around me. She'd always been so tender with her misgivings. The lifelong rupture in my heart had suddenly started mending itself.
The vendetta within oneself turned from grief to sweet sorrow. A loving kiss was placed on my cheek. A soft hand was placed on the other. This time she tilted her head and just smiled.
That one minute that would never end
As I sat meddling away, I turned to see her looking beyond. I touched her hair as she replied with the smile that hadnt seen since we both said our vows. I patted her head while I tilted mine and looked at her while she eyed me all confused.
"You okay?" She asked.
The conscience broke for a minute and I just kept smiling. I wanted to but I could not say it. My words fell from eyes and like a reflex she wrapped herself around me. She'd always been so tender with her misgivings. The lifelong rupture in my heart had suddenly started mending itself.
The vendetta within oneself turned from grief to sweet sorrow. A loving kiss was placed on my cheek. A soft hand was placed on the other. This time she tilted her head and just smiled.
That one minute that would never end
As she sat on my lap that night, I faced her with all my disarray. I meant for her to feel her intrusion in me. She didnt. She carried forward her own disarray as she took the first step. We fell. We rejoiced in each other's bends and curves. Her's overwhelmed me as I touched her. She felt me heavy but I couldn't resist the wake of her savage ways. I felt the words in my eyes once again but this time put them to mouth.
"I'm dying"
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