Treasure Island

Vishal Sharma

(10th july 1996/Samastipur (Bihar) / India)

The Promise


As I sit
on the edge of time
besides you, my love
My heart leaps
to behold your face
in the light of the setting sun
my soul yearns
to caress your face
to see if you are real
not a figment of my dreams
'Is it true'I ask,
you turn
with a gentle touch
of your lips
on my forhead
you give me-
The world!

Submitted: Wednesday, September 18, 2013
Edited: Friday, September 20, 2013
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