Love is an invaluable gift
Wrapped in insecurity
And opened with possessiveness.
When love melts into soul
A poem is born
If you want to know
Why a wolf howls at full moon
Fall in true love
She smiled at me as full moon
Touched me as monsoon rain
Hugged me as mountain mist
And trusted me as love of life
Every time she smiled at me
Autumn and spring bloomed in heart
Dawn and dusk melted down to sea
Life and death frozen in time
She found herself
In the depths of my love
I lost myself
In the melody of her soul
I kissed her shadow in my dream
I bloomed in the spring of her love
She was the unheard melody
Who made me a poet
When touch is a mirage
Love craves, heart bleeds
And soul howls
The thin line drawn by helplessness
Decides the fate of the lives of lovers
I will keep you so happy, I told
Tears were rolling down her cheeks
At that moment in the west
Wounded sun was again disappearing
Into the calm sea.
When the poet in me dead
I knew she was the poem.
Originally Published in The Terror House Press Magazine ( Which is based in Budapest,Hungary) on 18th December 2020 Thank You So much Matt Forney