Sunday, November 27, 2011

Cold

 
 
Feeling Cold?
Step out, its worse.
Feeling Lonely?
Look within, its better.

Need Warmth?
Look for the moon.
Remember, the way I was with you.
The way our lips met,
The way, we kissed.

You'd tremble,
From a mere touch of mine.
Shivers, I sent down your spine.
Feel me, I'm there by you, with you.

Muted, it was never so.
Whispers of yours, always kept me going on.
And that smile you smiled after the bed crumpled,
I took it to be forever and ever, just mine.

That smile had a glow, unparalleled.
Those arms, had a warmth, unmatched.
And when you kept stroking my hair,
I wanted you to just go on.

The way your hair fell open,
The way you looked and just kept on looking,
The way your eyes met mine,
I just loved it all.

The night's cold, is it?
Look for me.
Its fall,
Its leafless trees might not able to hide me now.

Look for the road,
My prints would be there into the snow,
Then though they only may be going away from you.
They'll still be there.

For I am gone,
I may never come.
Yet, look for the bed you just made up.
The pillows will be astray.
The bed will be crumpled.

Feeling Cold?
Stay in, its warm.
Feeling Lonely?
I always am there, through your thoughts.