IN LOVE WITH A POET

With shut eyes
Darkness or sleep?
What are the expectations?
Pain or sensation?
What is the feeling?
Anxiety or tranquility?
What is the atmosphere?
With shut eyes

With shut eyes
I wanna hold his hand
Yeah, I fell in love with a poet
I know that’s a death sentence to my heart
But I wanna keep him
Together sing this glorious hymn
Together a glimpse catch
As out the moon we watch

The lame just trespassed
And the blind,
They were caught peeping
The dumb were gossiping
And the deaf,
They were eavesdropping
So, let me love this heartbreaker
It’s much better I already know my fate

As a seal set upon my heart
He is the everything I got
With shut eyes
I’m not even gonna let go
By my side I will keep him
With submission unto him bow
To the rhthyms dance
Cause I’m giving him a chance

He was my best choice
If I’m to choose again
He would still remain my choice
I’m gonna love him in vain
Not asking for anything in return
But divine love I will offer
Hoping away he will never turn
I promise to live to love

So, Mr. Poet
In your hands you’re holding my heart
The same hands you hold your pen and paper
The same hands you use to paint letters
The same hands you use to mould beautiful art
It is where you still hold my heart
Promise you will not let it slip away
Just as waves wipe everything by the bay

I just loved a poet
He is my Poet

*©Gael??*

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