She has a heart made of glass
which broke countless times.
Her eyes were filled with tears
that disfigured her angelic face.
Ceaseless pain caused by her ex
kept haunting her like a ghost.
Terrifying memories of her past
didn’t distance her from hope.
She still has the hots for a love
that is ideal coupled with faith.
Under the speechless moonlight
I spotted thee in the woods.
Never knew that passion existed
deep inside thy weird moods.
On a Friday night we came close
but something made you shove.
Even thee failed to halt our union
irrevocably going for dark love.
Two years of indefatigable brawling
culminated with a passionate kiss.
He fell for me and I too fell for him
on the consuming night of bliss.
Those magnetic eyes of his blew my
mind miles away from realism.
We stood upon the lake of ecstacy
luxuriating in post paroxsym.
When clouds poured chilling drops of rain
I stood under your umbrella.
Never heard the words of affection before
as you spoke like a nice fella.
Walking on the streets wasn’t that fun until
I moved step by step with you.
Glittering eyes of yours pulled me so close
and it seemed out of the blue.
Home sweet home arrived minutes later so
I had to wave you good bye.
That smile you gave as a mark of courtesy
almost forced me to badly cry.
He used to sit under the pine tree
with a book on the lap.
I waved a hello to him from my car
and asked to lend a map.
One fine morning he entered my class
with a cute satchel aside.
I merrily offered him a seat next to me
preventing him to decide.
A month passed and we became BFFs
who were filled with zest.
He brought presents for me everyday
and also helped me in test.
On the eve of Valentine’s I proposed him
holding a red rose upright.
He was smitten immediately by my move
and embraced me tight.
Lying upon the arid sand
in a really distant land.
Holding each other’s hand
inducing the love gland.
The sea beckons us both
to get wet sans our cloth.
There’s no reason to loath
instead relish tasty broth.
Our hips do not ever lie
although we are too shy.
Then clouds begin to cry
no longer leaving us dry.
Smooching causes a grin
sensing the touch of chin.
Content hearts tend to spin
seeing the union of our skin.
Turning the music on
during the early dawn.
Dancing , way up high
trying to reach the sky.
The wind hit my chest
like it was full of zest.
At last I had no choice
but hear thy sweet voice.