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08 julio

Just for you...

Just for you…

 

 

When I met you, I was simply afraid

You calmed my fears and dumped them instead

I loved the feeling of being cared by you

The gamut of emotions invoked were never so true

 

I felt like a baby in your arms

Never had I felt so calm

Your touch was beautifully soothing

I was far-flung from brooding

 

I made you hold me so closely

Your protective shroud felt lovely

I looked into your eyes poured with love

I felt as peaceful as a dove

 

Sitting next to you, I was so blasé

The tunes of shores brought me to solace

My fears swayed with the rhythm of sand

It was then, when I really held your hand

 

I learnt the sense of dependency

In all my fits of frenzy

Each time I was down

It was you who I looked upon

 

You tried to be with me

Just that I couldn’t see

I am scared to fall down now

If that’s what it takes to frown

 

My feelings for you were so true

If only you could see them through

To the world I would be sorted

Or would I be putting a façade?

 

The notion of end is shuddering

Is it me who is cowering?

What I had with you was beautiful

In my life I had never felt so full

 

I simply thank you for everything

Without you, I would have relinquished my being

My heart never had a say in blue

But this time I will really miss you…

 

- Nikita

10 febrero

Bestow on me thy heaven...

 

I need you…

 

 

In the fields of heaven I roam

To catch the light of the door.

So safe seems its vicinity

That I forget it is infinity.

 

I float like a cloud

With no grumpy shroud.

I feel the touch, but there is no hand

Maybe it is time for me to feel the sand.

 

Your beats tune me

And your warmth cuddles me.

So safe I feel in your womb

Never could I ask for a tomb.

 

I feel caressed after long,

I know where I belong.

The idea yet not scare,

Am I still as much bare?

 

I find your naked truth

It is not as chaste as a brook.

Do you not give me the pain?

Bequeath you, I, the tenderness in gain.

 

Your love was not stingy,

Oh lord! Then why did you choose me?

So unsafe seems its vicinity

That unforgettable is its infinity.

 

  - Nikita