*Am waiting for a courageous mind
who'll place her head on my chest
listen to my beating heart and hear
every truth embedded in each beat
Am waiting for a big caring heart
which'll be patient enough to tend
to every septic wound till they are
all mere scars, an appreciative eye
that can capture natural beauty
amid the twinkling stars in the sky
Am waiting for soft palms
to wipe the tears I cry
for kindness that can
make a soul sigh
not for perfection,
I just want
someone
true.*
Jun 4, 2016
Jun 4, 2016 at 5:02 AM UTC
*Am waiting for a courageous mind
who'll place her head on my chest
listen to my beating heart and hear
every truth embedded in each beat
Am waiting for a big caring heart
which'll be patient enough to tend
to every septic wound till they are
all mere scars, an appreciative eye
that can capture natural beauty
amid the twinkling stars in the sky
Am waiting for soft palms
to wipe the tears I cry
for kindness that can
make a soul sigh
not for perfection,
I just want
someone
true.*
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