as the sun lowers,
and the night moon rises,
your heart beat slows,
and your night dreams packed with fun-filled surprises.
as your slow-motion blink,
rests and cannot open no more,
even when you have the amount you need,
still, every part of you craves more and more.
as everything stills,
and all things stop, even time
you feel soft, and gentle
all worries and doubts have muted in your mind.
as your blinks close shut
and you feel the rare moment of peace,
being with you is like being asleep,
and darling,
even as we sleep,
I will bounce through the blackness to find you,
bouncing,
looking for me.
YOU ARE READING
Love has no manual
PoetryA poetry collection about love ; focusing on one person as my inspiration. I was also inspired by various psychology works I have recently read, and various authors/film makers but primarily this was all written about one person. I wanted to keep h...
