Wednesday, 1 July 2009

3ww: Fickle, Sparkle, Wrinkle

the closer i get you, the more fickle does my mind get,
the door to you is half open,
i want to stop nudging when i am near you,
yet, i want to force open the door to your heart.
you keep me yearning, yet wanting to let go,
your skin, your inviting eyes, doesn't let me stop,
i want more of the sparkle in your soul,
more of your smile, more of your voice.
i am filled with thoughts of you,
of wanting you closer,
closer still, so i can kiss the wrinkle your eyes form when you smile,
closer still, so you can hear my heart racing for you.

come closer.....closer still...this game is getting old..

2 comments:

Bipin Basil said...

i love this one... it has all the feel of a rush, love rush all through your veins, it lays the foundation of a dream - to be built

alice said...

awesome this one is ba... i can just see it :) hugs