Gurdit
Jun 20, 2019
You look at me,
Like you haven’t seen,
Someone right out from a magazine,
Walking, talking, spilling sass around,
Like confetti on a football ground.
I look at you,
Like I haven’t seen,
Someone right out from the novels I read,
Breathing, dreaming, chasing hope,
Holding my heart just with a rope.
As we look at each other,
Like we haven’t seen,
Someone smiling at us with so much dream,
With minty breath and a smoky taste,
Devouring each other with no haste.