Poetry

If You Were a Moment Part II

Meet me at that time, When your touch, Uncurls the knots, Tying my hair in folds, Because, If you were a moment, You would be that moment, The breeze feels like, Your fingers tugging my hair, The moment I become undone.   © Soshinie Singh Author of the Phoenix Letters and The Mist Calling

Poetry

If You Were a Moment Part I

If you were a moment, You would be that moment, Where the rain drops, Electrifies our lips, In a sensational kiss, When your clothing, Clings to our bodies, As our hands glued with, Each slippery slide, Perspires under the crying sky, We'll out the world tonight, Fusing the electricity with our minds.   © Soshinie… Continue reading If You Were a Moment Part I