A Line to Love

I tend to accept

What is and what has been;

Giving the will to choose

To every single thing.


With so much

Disoriented thoughts

And through time,

I never knew I was.

I never stopped.


I was told not

To hope,

Nor tempted to wish;

But there he is,

Ignited a flame

On a cold stone

That is my heart.



I started to walk

Towards you.

I don’t know how

I could get to you.


And as if someone

Heard my sighs,

I found myself

Waiting on a line—


To cupid’s attention

Seeking some arrows

And spare time.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s