Last night I fell asleep eager, longing to
meet you again in the morning. I awoke to
birds chirping and leaves of the trees
rustling in the wind.
You were still asleep. I watched you for a
moment, hoping your eyes would open, so we
could meet.
I watched on whilst my heart was pounding,
sinking, thinking... You are my clarity,
my life, my hopes, my fears, my infinity.
Before you arrived I was carefree and happy
and now...your interference has left the
water muddied.
Are you real?
That moment has left me and nothingness
hasn't come to be.
Maybe you are mine and maybe we'll be plural
over time.
You turn towards me, but still asleep, I weep.
I want you.
Shall I steal a kiss?
All the feelings 1 feels falling in love the 1st time love it
You paint a very intimate picture, and the ending is brilliant but I love the uniqueness of this line...Maybe you are mine and maybe we'll be plural over time a great play of words :)
my hopes, my fears, fears does not flow. Nice sentimental short poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Advise = Last night I eager fell asleep, longing to meet you in the morning again. I awoke to birds chirping and leaves rustling in the wind. You were still asleep. I watched you for a moment, hoping your eyes would open, so we could meet. I watched on whilst my heart was pounding, sinking, thinking... You are my clarity, my life, my hopes, my fears, my infinity. Before you arrived I was carefree and happy and now...your interference has left the moment, hoping your eyes would open, so we could meet. ....and now the water muddied by your interference