The night had started to flow over the brim I struggled to stay afloat with all my might, Caressed in her arms I woke up in a dream Realizing my tired reality had lost the fight.
She resembled the north star in her poise The smile on her rose-lips could calm a storm, Curiosity of life in her gazelle brown eyes Rekindled a fire in my soul that Iād forlorn.
My eyes were closed shut, but heart wide open It transpired the unconditional love of ours, Blindly chasing a moon Iād forgotten the sun The alluring eclipse had proven to be my curse.
The morning rays barged in unannounced Quickly they pulled me back from the dream, With a passion in my head and heart, I pounced To find her and in that, the purpose for my being.
Sometimes I lose the touch of the ground when I'm chasing the sky. Only when I stumble and fall, things come into a perspective. For good. Similar is true for love I've experienced. When I stop searching, it comes to me. This one is for the girl who smiled when I'd given up hope.