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Dec 2013
My words,
They speak,
In depth too deep.
I was lost,
Too long,
Travelling in this limbo, I'm in.
But then,
My eyes,
Caught a glimpse of a youth.
Is it a female?
Or male?
Or my eyes been fooled.
My mind,
That night,
Was lost in the woods.
I was far too deep in this forest,
Oh Spring.
The moon,
Was shining,
Illuminating the silhouette,
Got me fixed.
This face,  
It's beauty,
Swept me off with such graceful sin.
For this beauty,
My heart,
It beat a rhythm, too familiar it seems.
9 years,
So long,
I couldn't less agree.
Old flames,
Rekindled.
My legs grow weaker as I paced down to you.
My heart,
They shy,
Like a kid in love, so true.
And there,
You are,
My eyes wasn't lying when they caught you.
This perfect vision could just be blind,
If it were to miss.
This beauty,
I had once knew.
Our bodies collide under this crimson moon.
Praising misses and kisses,
Two hearts,
One love,
They fused.
Is this,
The sign,
That we both could conclude.
Or we could just forget,
The world,
Just lay,
Together and forever,
Till the Autumn flowers bloom.

©2013 Maman Screams
Maman Screams
Written by
Maman Screams  Paris
(Paris)   
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