Tuesday, January 12, 2016

Wrong Bump

I started
Counting days
When I first
Bumped on you

After few moons
Of moving in reels
Your mind flew fool
And decided on leave

I stayed
Mounting eyes
On the lift
You bobbed into

You went so soon
Running up in leaps
Like an escaping foal
Or billowing leaves

Fortune blinded you
Causing your leaving
But turning thy key too
Might cost you a living

We stored love
Like our treasure
As world’ll go low

For you,
I stole life
We’d live
After death

I were
So deep
In love