My hand lies straight,
Pointing towards you.
The fingers that tie,
Me with you.
The tingles from your smile,
I want to define you again.
The fingers that move,
Showing me you again.
I am writing your name,
On the steam of my bathroom mirror.
It fades in seconds,
I am left with a hole again.
The lines on my hands,
Have written you forever.
A line that shows life,
Reaches the end for you to start.
I hold my fingers to your face,
Don't worry, love its my fate.
Whisper Melodies[Poetry]
By pratibhabhatia
Highest Ranking:#1 in deeppoetry(5/10/2018) #5 in poetry(4/23/2018) Something my heart has always w... More