Pygmalion Poem by Avinash Nair

Tread with utmost care
When you step into my heart,
For I have had words bare
Spelt across to me
Letter by letter.
I think I should not
Promise you the longevity
Of my love, the continuity
Of this relationship.
As is always done!
I think I will promise you
A space if not none,
A harbour for us to rest.
In all my humble quest,
In what I write and create.
In all those creations
That I intend to make.
A place for you to take,
Live always in my heart.
A space for us to fall
In love again, to be a part
Of something which
We never became.
And in that panacea,
I'll be your Pygmalion,
And you be my Galatea.