Her gaze would find the happiness that gleamed,
In my eyes' mirror when her presence shone,
A language understood, a love esteemed,
In silent moments when we were alone.
She left a void, a chasm in my heart,
In this rugged path, she walked away,
If fate allowed our lives once more to chart,
And in my eyes she looked, what would she say?
If destiny allowed her back to me,
To meet my eyes once more, our souls aligned,
She'd read my sorrow, deep as an endless sea,
In wordless whispers, emotions entwined.
Eyes are the mirrors where our feelings play,
In their depths, emotions find their own way, the mindreader say.
YOU ARE READING
Her Volume ~ One
RomanceYou write poems, right? Ah, yes Every single day? I do, please For whom ? The girl knows But what if she doesn't read? She's reading. Aren't you? It might be just a bunch of poems to others, but it's a story to you, my 32 ❤️ Title: "Her Volume ~ One...
