Something I wrote during my theatre class. Why do I always write short poems during classes? Mystery eh?
Your thoughts cuddle my nerves day and night
I don’t fear even after turning off the light
Because I know you are around
Your imaginations keep me bound(ed)
I wonder if we would walk together
Or it will all soon get over…
Is it just a fantasy or dream?
Or maybe it’s my life’s whipped cream?
My thirst for your sight is growing faster
Do I need to cry your name louder?
I hope to see you soon
In the full light of moon…
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