Still, breath lingers
Hair carved onto my bare shoulders
Words anticipating their release by my tinted lips
Emotions yearns to dance along the velvety smoothness of your skin
My love, never was it my intention
To make you wait another thousand years.
Still, I stand cold
Nibbling on every words you’ve said
As like promises written on sand they too gets washed
By cresting waves of life and everchanging tides of nature
My love, my heart is weeping as I pray
Would you please wait another thousand years?
Still, wavering in the wind
Lonely shall accompany me through
Another century of broken leaves and melting snow
As the rusty moon gently mouth beside my stone cold ears
My love, there’s no any other way of living
If not by your side
Even if it takes many eternities, just to hold your hands again.
