*When our home first felt the dark
You illuminated your thoughts,
And light flooded the porch of moon.
Poems were born, and I fell for you
Deeper than sun's root inside wind.
Like a child's friendship with colours
Fills the gap of rainbows,
You inked my words with voices of spring,
Turning love's tint into unaged green.*
Apr 1, 2017
Apr 1, 2017 at 10:10 AM UTC
*When our home first felt the dark
You illuminated your thoughts,
And light flooded the porch of moon.
Poems were born, and I fell for you
Deeper than sun's root inside wind.
Like a child's friendship with colours
Fills the gap of rainbows,
You inked my words with voices of spring,
Turning love's tint into unaged green.*
