Chance.

A hidden love;

A silent word.

Emotional glances;

Swift advances.

You ignited this fervour,

Now I’d take all the chances.

Closer.

Your scent,

The air I breathe.

My favorite temperature,

The heat you emit.

Fondness

Missing you when we’re apart.

But — we’re always apart

Since close is never close enough.

Light.

Emotions,

She was trying to hide.

Been a year,

Waiting to subside.

Insecure,

Desperate for a guide.

Perhaps a man like him,

To bring her light.

Simple.

Love is,

Being with a simple person

With an extraordinary soul,

Who makes simple things

Feel like extraordinary experiences.

Kiss.

Locking eyes,

Locking lips.

May our kisses be filled,

With trueness of feelings;

Withdrawal be prolonged,

With passion lingering.

Never once in the future,

Be a regimental action

Of a set of programmed responsibilities;

Or be forgotten amongst negativity.

Do.

‪Nothing diminishes anxiety faster than action. 

– Walter Anderson‬

Old.

Memories are cages

Trapping our souls,

Holding on to our ages

And the people old and bold.

Those that survive,

We’ll be laughing ’til there are tears;

Those that didn’t,

They’ll be part of a past so queer.

True.

I know you are the one,

‘Cause whatever questions my heart asked,

Yours answered.

There was no fear,

There was no abuse.

I know when you are near,

I know that, finally, you are one that is true.

Fake.

He said I’m cold,

But he made a mistake.

It’s a blow,

The things said were fake.

It has taken a toll,

The past has been raked.

I don’t know,

How long it’s going to take.

But don’t let that doubt grow,

For goodness sake.

I’m not cold,

And I’ve no hate.

Please let him know,

Before decisions are made.

‘Cause when I go

Through the exit gate,

It’ll be three hours or so,

To the relationship’s wake.

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