If it wasn’t for her
I wouldn’t have stayed awake.
But she wanted to sleep beside me
A picture I couldn’t miss to relish.
She’s asleep, beautiful and messy.
Hair in sweat, embracing her face.
Lips parted, sweet little snores
Oh I would wake eveyday to see her sleep.
Wait! She’s frowning.
Is she going through a nightmare?
Can’t I be that superhero
Who rescues her from all that’s evil?
I caress her face
She takes a sigh of relief
And tightens her clutch on to me
Making me wriggle.
I’ll tell her my heart out
I hope that she stays.
Maybe I was born to be
Hers in all ways.
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I am sorry for not being active on my blog, lately. I’ll be back soon 😀
Have a great time, by the way.