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Jun 2013
I’m lying on the bed,
Not knowing what to do,
The door down the hallway closes,
And I know that it’s you.

I think about our fight,
It was my fault and yours too,
But now I want to make it right,
But I don’t know how to.

My mind is in turmoil,
It finally decides.
I’m outside the door trying to hear,
What I can’t see with my eyes.

I hear the rustle of the sheets,
I think I hear a sigh,
My imagination conjures scenes,
But then I hear you cry.

I can’t take it anymore,
Letting you be so depressed,
I bust through the door,
Your face against the pillow is pressed.

Gently I lay a hand,
On the small of your back.
I pull you into my embrace,
So you know that there’s nothing you lack.

I slowly kiss those tears away,
And then those pretty eyes too.
I hold you so tight and before I know,
I’m getting kissed passionately by you.

All the anger is forgotten,
And the heat takes control.
As our lips meld to one,
I once again feel whole.

Our bodies against each other,
The world becomes so distant,
As we undress together,
I know you are all that I want.

The moment we shared,
Leaves nowhere to hide,
Again I’m lying on the bed,
But now with you by my side.
Neil Verosh D'Souza
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Neil Verosh D'Souza
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